I enjoy the smell of cigarettes, is that an omen? Though, i don't smoke.
Is it fair that I'm always the 'mistress' with every boy i get involved with? Is it right that i have a miniscule enjoyment for it?
Sometimes I think of ways to runaway from home, even though my family is perfectly sane and my parents are as perfect as can be.
I want a boy whom everyone pushes away and mistrusts, the more they push and hate him, the more i want.
I think my life is terrible with great grades, confidence in boys, and a well established household.
I'm curious to see how far my rebellious mindset will take me.
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