Classic?

So maybe I'm not your average blogger. Maybe I don’t write how I should. But maybe I write how I want to write, and I'm hoping that’s okay. I don't know what to say, or how to begin, so I'm writing it, straight out of my head. How it comes.

After 3 months, I have finally uploaded my LA pictures, and just checked out the LA video. After being caught up on 2 completely different guys for 8 months before, in the video, and the photos, I actually look truly happy. And I was, for the first time in ages. It was the time when everything changed. And it changed for the best. It wasn't even the holiday that made me this happy kid that I am, it was good old facebook. And one boy who cared!

1. A drugged up smoker, who yes, came across as the perfect guy. Maybe? It was only 2 weeks, and it was a good two weeks. But it wasn't love. He was a two-faced, lying, cheating, BASTARD. But now? We are friends. And if I'm honest, it’s strange because in all this time, tiny insignificant me, was the one person who changed this guy. And maybe he will be "the perfect guy", but it will be for someone who wants him. And that’s not me anymore, and it hasn't been in ages.

2. Older, by 4 and a half years. To be honest, I don’t know who this guy ever thought he was? Did he know what he was doing? He said things that made me feel like I was the only person who mattered to him. Pfftt!! I laugh how pathetic this 20 year old boy is. I thought I needed to grow up so I could be with him! I think he needs to grow up so he can look in the mirror and see what a twat he is. In an immature teenage relationship, acting like a married couple? And you know what the funniest thing is? He is scared of me! I'm not a threat to him, and I never was. I don’t think I ever had any real feelings for him, but he made me believe I did. Gay.

3. Basically, I love you. That’s it. Everything. I’m the happiest I have ever been and I don’t want anything to change. Trust me. This is perfection.

So what’s my point? I really don’t know. I guess, money truly can't buy you happiness. In LA, boiling hot, one of the most amazing places on earth, and why am I happy? Because I receive a facebook message from a mathlete, and I know it’s going to be something awesome. It didn't really take anything for him to change the way I thought, and felt about 2 completely different people. Just a chat. That’s it. You are my smile.

I don't blog. I write.
Just, Me.