I hate how he irritates me so much and then makes me grin like a doped up Cheshire cat the next second. Fucking pathetic, I am.
I think I’m just gleeful over the opportunity of something to do besides my hair.
*storms back into room*
I mean, I don’t even LIKE homeboy like that! I didn’t hang out with him the other day because I wanted to do my hair…..
I mean…I do like him… he’s aiight….lol
I’m not familiar with this girly, giggly shit.
My hair is good today.
Ah….quirky….thank you lol.