I hate how girls write, not all girls, but most. There are only a few girl's diaries that I enjoy reading, and that's because they're not trying to be all fake about what they write, and they aren't trying to impress people with their writing. maybe I'm like that? I don't know, I am always careful about what I write though, maybe I shouldn't be, but then their are the chances of being bitched at for my personal opinions. I like how boys write about the girls they love. Right now I wish I had a boy. Four, five months ago, I had that. But in middle school, forever really means 9 months. Relationships are so pointless right now; unless your one of the people who like having a boy/girlfriend and fooling around with them, then dumping them. But besides that, telling your whoever’s that they're perfect, and you guys will be forever, and will get married, and have an amazing life together is so disappointing when you find out that all of that was fake, and it wont really happen. Why waste each others time giving such promising words and then killing them within a year? Why go and talk about futures when it's not going to last or ever happen? this is what I don't understand. I'm not against relationships, and I'm not going to quit dating; I just don't understand why I would believe forever at the age of 14. It's so silly. but if a certain someone did ask me out right now; of course I would say yes, and then I would get my heart-broken again, but that's what life is, I guess? I'm not so sure why us teenagers do this to ourselves. For the past couple of weeks all I have been listening to for the most part is Bright Eyes. I love the song Haligh Haligh, a lie, Haligh. It makes me feel good every time I listen to it. maybe love will find us again for there is always tomorrow edit: i'm starting to think that Greg and I aren't going to be much of friends soon. which makes me very depressed. I loved last year, I mean, it was nice having someone that cared, but he doesn't anymore; I can tell. I've tried all I can to keep up with being his friend, but I bet if I didn't try, we wouldn't even be friends right now. This is sad, but I'm pretty sure it's true. It'd be nice to be good friends with him again, but I'm so sure he doesn't want to. and I feel bad, but maybe it's for the better, I'm not so sure. on the other hand; I can never bring up something to talk about in a conversation, I need to fix that, someone help me.