Young girls move on fast.

November 24, 2009

I met a new guy on Friday, and now he’s my first ever boyfriend. And I swear he’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever met.

I know it sounds stupid, as I told the other guy I liked him on Thursday, but if he doesn’t like me back then what’s the point? And my new fella makes me feel like the most important girl in the world, and the brilliant news is since I’ve been talking to him I haven’t wanted to self harm *dances* . I can’t stop smiling when I’m with him, and it’s a natural smile, not one I’ve forced to keep others happy.

One slight issue – I’m 14, and he’s 19 nearly 20. But it doesn’t feel like that when I’m with him, and personally, I think that’s all that matters. He makes me happy, and I really like him. Also, he promised he would never try it on with me, and knows his boundaries.

So, yay for tall skinny guys with black emo hair and dark brown eyes that I could stare into for hours. Yay for guys who make you feel like the most important girl in the world. And yay for guys who love you for who you are, without having to change a thing.


(Sorry about the title, Gwen Stefani moment.)

Okay, so I saw my shrink, an it all went well. Except for the fact she really wants to tell my mum that I’m seeing her.

No way. Not now, not ever, thanks.

Ooooon the other hand, seeing the guy who I’m in love with and have been for years tonight, and am planning on telling him how I feel..  it’s weird though, most of my feelings for him have been gone for a month or so. Maybe that’s why I have the courage now to tell him. He’s so hot, and so nice. Unfortunately I don’t think he feels the same. Oh well, tonight I’ll find out. ♥