* this. he has no idea of what he's doing,what he should be doing,how soon to do it..none of it. he just follows his instincts...and it seems like his instincts and my emotions/feelings are on the same sentence of the same paragraph of the same page. it's so odd that we really do want the same things from and for the other. to be 15 and feel this strongly for someone i've known for more than a month. i am amazed that i could really feel what they describe in those silly teen books i read. butterflies, jitters, passion,and even love. it's amazing that i reaally feel like he and i could really be something special.
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i guess i seem like a love sick puppy but i am so so so bored and approaching on exhausted. i'm waiting for my aunt to come and get me so i can go to their house for that stupid regents class. it's from 9am-4pm. i am going to die.
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i'd love to be talking to my friends instead of sitting here typing to an anonymous website about my boyfriend. i hate this. i just fucking want to go to bed.