all mixed up
so i'm back from connecticut. things there were okay... i dont know. i really missed my friends and i'm really glad that i got to see them, but my parents were annoying. and by annoying, i mean that they treated me like a 12 year old, and then kicked me out when they saw my tattoos. opps.

whatever.

as for connecticut boy... i saw him. we had sex. opps again.

so of course that messed me up. i know its dumb, but because of stuff that happened when i was a kid, i have an unfortunate habit of confusing sex with love. i.e when people want to have sex with me, i think they must love me.

which is, of course, very untrue.

then i get back to ohio and ohio boy (not to be confused with miles) tells me that he can't stop thinking about me, and he wants us to start hanging out again. aka have sex. argh!

it seems like all the guys in my life want me for sex but don't care enough about me to get to know me. when i care about someone i want to know them. like, i want to meet their family, hear about their past, etc. why don't people want me? ohio boy is a real sweetheart, and he can't stop telling me how much he cares about me, but i just can't believe him.

oh well.
i'll grow up someday.
and someday my prince will come.
HA.

i've always been a hopeless romantic, but i'm being cured. i think that most people see love in a different way. oh i'm just being maudlin now, enough of that!

sorry for this annoying and self-indulgent post, guys.

xo
kat