The title; very true story. Christian said he was like 50 something and announced in math that I like older men.
Honestly, I do. All the guys in my grade are short and well, just my friends. It'd be weird to actually date one of them.
Tyson broke up with Nakiah during lunch break and Tay asked me out for Justyn in french. Of course I said no.
I'm drinking lemon scented water. That stuff is the shit. I'm not allowed to hang out with any of my friends this week, according to my mother & father.
But I'm happy that I got my hair thinned and my internet back. So that's good.
Keyboard Cat is fucking amazing. Excuse my language.
CHARMANE ULTRA! LESS IS MORE!
Gawd do I love that song. I sing it on a daily bases.
It's my dick in a box!
Not that I have one or anything; it's a good song.
I'd bang Alex Gaskarth, too. Becca knows all about it.
I broke into her locker again. Well, I guess it's not necessarily "broke into" considering she was standing right behind me. And I sort of announced it. And then I said I'm not breaking into it.
I'm so good, I could rob a bank!
Well, no. I'm actually not that good. Truthfully, I'm not even half that good. Or good for that matter.
My hair's not poofy anymore! I have to admit; I sorta miss all my hair with it's mane like-ness.
I have two chapters up for my new story The Boy Across the Street. READ IT! But, here's a warning; there's some foul language in there. But it's good, nonetheless.
I'm off to continue writing the third chapter.
Toodle Loo!
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts <3<3
I'm a tragedy in the making and a failure at heart.
Personally, I have no idea what I mean by that.
And I don't know why I wrote that either.
But I thought what the Hell, why not?
BYEEEEEEEEE!
