Youth

by Beach Fossils

Nothing's really going on. I'm happy, I think. My best friend told me, " I don't know how you do it. You manage to be a hopeless romantic and a cynic at the same time. I mean, how do you do it?"

I have no clue.

Lately, I've been thinking about this guy I hung out with. I hope he doesn't read this, no joke. But I need to say something. When I'm bored, sitting under my blanket, I think of this dude and I'm so confused onto why. I didn't think I like him. I thought he was cool. He's not really my type, I think... But now, I think about him at random moments. Nevermind! Ahhh!

Random Thought: Goodluck Ryan, you rock!