Now common knowledge goes to show that girls cannot makeup their minds.
This is generally true and I am no exception.
Or maybe I am.

I can never decide what I want to eat so I'll eat everything in sight,
but if you ask me what my favorite songs are,
because it can't be just one, I will list off every song that you have ever shown me
no matter how much I hated it.

My existence revolves around you,
but don't you dare **** me off because I will hate you...
for like 5 minutes.
I could never stay mad at you.

You're like school and learning to me.
I might not like it all the time,
but God do I need it to succeed.

See right now,
I'm rather ****** that you haven't spoken to me yet, but I'm always looking forward to the next reason that I have to talk to you.

It's a love/hate thing.

Or more like a "I hate to love you" thing.
but only sometimes.
I can't make up my mind remember?

Maybe you can help me out.
Let's talk it out together.
or maybe not.

Let's write each other poetry that explains how we feel.
or is that too cliche?
Oh whatever, our whole relationship is too cliche.

So maybe one day I'll tell you.
maybe one day I'll work up the lousy guts to tell you that you're all I can think about,
all I can dream about,
all I can dare to see every time I close my eyes.

Whenever people ask me what I want to do in the future
I can't give an honest answer.
I want to be a lawyer. I want to save people. I want to be a librarian. I want to save the world,
but I just can't decide.

But I know one thing's for sure.

No matter what I do or where I end up,
be it heaven or hell or anyplace in between,
I want to spend every second of everyday on this ******* up planet in this miserable, undecided, and cruel world world *with you.