WHAAAAT! I was in ITALY YAY, and before that in my cousin's village. I faked being irish there and some boys started, she's super hot and stuff. I ended up making out with an 18 year old boy, oops. Idk how I did, but I felt bad. Like, this was my first kiss, and the whole time I was kissing him, trying to keep his tongue out of my mouth, the american boy was on my mind. yeah, I think I have a crush on him. But like, it's totally impossible, he's 6000 km from me and he doesn't like me. I asked him. Bcoz his cousin told me he did, but now he doesn't? Idk what I did wrong, but he's been weird, and I feel like I don't even have a friend anymore. He replies in one word and it's usually lol. Like he doesn't wanna continue talking. I don't care, if he's reading this, really don't. I know it's fucking impossible for us to be together, but I thought he was worth the try. It doesn't make any sense, like, the whole time, was he just making fun of me? If he had told me that, I would have said no too, duh, but I think t would be easier to just tell him this, bcoz my mind tells me that I have been played again. I just, don't wanna feel alone, and I'm starting to feel it again. I just want someone to tell me that he loves me and that I'm beutiful, but nobody will.. Idk what's fucking wrong with me, I'm 15, and I've never had a boyfriend. And I don't want just a random boy that thinks I'm hot, I want him (that's cheesy af) Maybe it's all my fucking fault, and I fucked it just as I do with fucking everything I'm interested in. I think today I'm eating ice cream while listening to taylor swift and watching dear john or channing tatum pictures.
-Kisses, Emma.
P.S.: WHY
The song I'm obssesed with today
