I hate being a girl.

I hate being a girl. I hate having periods freaking every month. I hate the pain that they bring. I hate how boys can control our feelings. I hate the pressure we have to be perfect or pretty or hot or whatever. I hate how you're either popular or you're a social reject. I think being popular is waay to overrated. Its pretty much stupid.

Okay, the whole point of this was suppose to be PMSing. I hate it. I hate it so much. Period, can you just come already? You're giving me like freaking random emotions and its making me feel so bipolar. Right this minute, i feel like i want to cry. A few minutes ago, i was pissed off. -sigh- So please come already so i can get it over with. Boys will never know the pain we go through. All they do is fuck girls. They don't know the consequences. Because they can always walk away. The girl cant. Not if she has a baby in her. Okay, i don't know how i got into this but yea..

But one issue has been weighing on my mind. I don't really know how i should start this. Well, we used to be so close. You, Mimi, and me. We used to be inseparable. But nowadays, i feel like you've centered your life around your boyfriend. And i really want things to go back to the way they were before. Yea, we still care about you and want you to be happy. But you're doing it again. You're falling too hard too fast. I understand that you guys are in the 'honeymoon' phase but its gotten to the point that we feel the distance between us. I don't know if you feel it but its killing us. Its killing our friendship. I hope you know what you're doing.

We miss you. The old you. The one who was always there for us. The one who would actually take the time to listen to our problems even though yours is waay worse. I guess that boys do change girls. I hate those girls who leave everything behind when they have a boyfriend. Then come back when they break up. Our connection is like gone. Sometimes, the old you shines through and that's what keeps me holding on. Please tell me that I'm not waiting for nothing.

The point is, we miss you. And we hope you get back to reality soon. We'll let you have your fun. Bye.
Remember "High school isn't about finding your husband. Its about finding your maids of honor."

I don't feel like blogging anymore... So till next time.(:

Song Lyric of the day:
"Burning down while I'll be your favorite lie. Packing all my things I'm leaving YOU behind."