I sent a message to the horn blower And now I'm sitting here wishing I didn't. I always say, "Oh, I have nothing to lose." Then I go off and do something I normally wouldn't. And I come back and ask myself why I did that stupid thing. Because it is true: I lost nothing. The only thing I gain is feeling like an idiot. Ughh And my so-called best friend has supposely three guys after her. I can't even get one. Where is she getting three? And why her? I make myself believe that these guys are ugly. And they only like her because of her boobs. And they haven't seen the gap yet. That makes me feel better. I don't even want guys like the ones she "has." He hasn't read the message yet. He's going to think I'm a weirdo. I want a boyfriend like this guy: He's cute in an ugly way. Plus he sings songs about safe sex.