Dang Stupid Junior Boy...

Mood: Effing TIRED OF THIS.
iTunes: Music When The Lights Go Out - The Libertines

"Oh won't you please forgive me, I no longer hear the music..."

Yeah, so, dumb kid, I got online and noticed he was on. So I IM-ed him, and he goes (immediately), "Oh, I have to go." So I was like, "Okay, make sure you have fun."

And then he didn't get off. He's still on but I can't get up the guts to IM and ask him wtf he's doing.

I wish that I knew what the heck he was thinking. I wish I knew for sure he didn't like me so I could get over him and move on to someone new.

Not that there's anyone else around. I need a boyfriend for whom to leave little snippets of emo-ocity so that I can stop writing all these things for pages and pages in my (paper) journal at night just so I can say them to someone, even if that someone is actually a stack of papers held together by, you know, that wire spiral.

&^%# it. (This is how lame I am, I only pretend to swear. Jeez.)

-megan.