This is when I realized that I am turning into "the crazy girl" . The girl who looks in the mirror and and dissects every little corner of their body because she has what I like to call the plague but others would refer to as a crush. So there I am in the mirror telling my boobs they need to be perkier, I never thought hitting crazy town would feel this comforting.
I don't think that boys understand the kind of power that they posses, boys or just relationships in general. Feelings are such a powerful weapon they make you do these crazy things and before you know it you are standing outside a girls window with a stereo blasting a cheesy 80's love song. I really don't get feelings. I mean I have them, some would say I have a lot but in terms of relationships I just try to stay away from those that would turn me into a girl that giggles after every word and practices writing mrs. whatever his name is over and over. UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHh
In other news:
It's really amazing how much I can allow an article of clothing to lift my spirits. I am sure there is something there that I really don't have time to go into.
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