“ When people start liking people, that’s when someone has the ability to get hurt. ”
Who ends up with their first real boyfriend? Yeah, no one.- Courtney
~ Lauren Barnholdt
Or maybe I, like, cuddle raped him or something.
Because she left him a MySpace message that was semi-flirty, and then today he was very vague about what he was doing. So I headed over to his house and waited outside until he left. And now he’s at McDonald’s, and I’m following him to see where else he’s going.” MySpace is seriously going to be responsible for everyone losing their minds.
Not for the first time, I wonder what it would feel like that, to be so beautiful that you don't even realize people are watching you, to be so confident that you don't even have to worry about being nervous or feeling self-conscious. I've spent my whole life trying to pretend I'm that way. What would it be like to have it just come naturally?
