Yes. I am going out with someone. Hurrah! OMG WHAT A BLOODY EFFING SURPRISE. Like what the shit is that supposed to mean. Oh nothing. Right, right. You feel it appropriate to confess your undying love for me. Jerk. You feel the need to tell me how I should ‘be’ with my bf. What kind of monkey shit is that. Oh ‘be clean with him… at least until you graduate’. What the bloody shit is that supposed to mean? You think because I find someone I like I’m going to feel the need to have sex? Honestly I thought you knew me better than that. Sex is a sacred thing and I would never have sex just to be accepted by one person. Honestly I have the brains to understand if all he wants is sex then he’s not worth it at all. By the way, don’t give me no bull shit excuse for your behavioural issues. I care for you and I only want whats best. Really? Good then get the fuck away from me. Honestly. You feel the need to give me advice, honestly, good advice. Now why don’t you go and take it. Stupid scum bag. To think that you would be on of those friends that I thought knew me, the real me. What bullshit. Honestly who do I trust anymore. I don’t know.
You know what. It’s just high school. A place where a whole mass of hormonal imbalances collide. It’s not even going to be worth much in my life. Just a little speck of insignificance. I feel thoroughly disgusted with myself that I don’t even have a good enough judgement in people. Who knows. Maybe all anyone ever wants in life is sex…
