and his tattoo that I will be getting when I’m 18
I’m listening to Dashboard Confessional and this song came on and it got me thinking…how do you really know when you’re in love with someone?
These are the symptoms of catching the “Love Bug”
1.) Obsession: via cell phone, facebook, email, etc
You can’t leave your phone anywhere in the hopes that maybe they’ll text you or call you back.
2.) Butterfly Disease
You start to feel that tingly feeling in your upper abs(who doesn’t have abs?) whenever you hear their name, even if it’s whispered, and you immediately begin to grin ear to ear.
3.) Dream Diagnosis
You dream about them all the time, night and day. Come up with possible/impossible scenarios with you and them spending a day together.
You come up with the cheesiest/craziest pick-up lines while you’re bored in class and then immediately try run up to them and say it to them and laugh your butt off.
You seriously CAN NOT for the life of you stop being happy, and why have it any other way?
I think I’m in love with……:)
aw thank you :)
I love your photos and comics
Your mom said I was big enough.
you caught someone in their own lie
and they’re like
and you’re like
and they just give you that look
and you carry on being a smart ass
and happily eat your soggy Froot Loops
some creeper dude BUMPS into you
and you’re like
and he comes back and says sorry in his own way…
and you’re like
and then you walk off
I am getting so SICK of hearing about sex! I know I’m in high school and people are having sex and trying new things, but seriously people c’mon I think you can wait to hook up with that new guy you just met 20 minutes ago.
I personally blame the media these days: music, movies, tv, books, journals…
They’re always about these extravagant people with zero character flaws in them, but yet Hollywood wants everyone to feel equal so bring on social awkwardness and social suicide. And the whole plot of this movie/song/book/show is that they GET LAID! (and for what?)
(I think) People have sex for 2 reasons.
1. to become popular
2. get it over with
Let’s talk about reason number 1….
Girls: It changes abosolutely nothing in your social status and you basically just became the new slut…I hope you have a coin slot, pony.
Boys: Hey they just boosted up 20 points on the popular scale! and add some herpes to that also and you got Prom King
Let’s talk about reason number 2….
Girls: This is a difficult time. Your body’s changing, some parts are leaking, and you can finally watch PG-13 (or if you’re lucky R) movies. The pressure is there to lose your virginity and become a “super slut” tee hee..great
Boys: This is a difficult time. Your body’s changing, some parts are growing, and your voice has finally reached the deep end (hopefully). I think guys get a LOT more pressure to have sex than girls do..especially if he’s in a team sport i.e. football.(To me football players don’t have the best track record of staying pure and virtuous.)
Your friends are doing IT, parents are doing IT (ew), animals are doing IT. But the truth is sex is not all that glammed up to be. It’s probably just a gross, messy process of 10 seconds where pain is inflicted and then you’re done and you’re supposed to feel like a woman or a super man…great
My big thing here in this post is (even if my thoughts are scattered and are a little bit blunt) just stay a virgin until your absolutely sure that you’re ready to take on the big IT. And even if you’re not a virgin, just be safe and PLEASE don’t be stupid.
Don’t be one of those girls that thinks having a baby will make him stay longer..NO
true love can wait
Yesterday was my first meeting with my counselor. I don’t believe she gave me her name, but she invited me in to her room and we had a nice session.
Her office (or room?) reminded me of an old women’s house..nothing like the rest of the building(out of date magazines, too soft couches, and a butch lesbian receptionist). The walls was a light pink with paintings of small dogs. There was a medium sized floral couch pushed up against the window and a coffee table right in front of it where a book lied open with a ribbon across. As she was asking me questions I fidgeted and wondered what that book was about.
And so by the end of our discussion she told me what she was going to do; she said she would like to put me on a mild antidepressant.
“It won’t change you, but it’ll take the edge off.”
I sure freakin hope so Doc….