My birthday was a few days ago. Everyone kept singing to me...it was really annoying. I stayed after school hanging out with him and one of our other friends. The friend kept falling asleep, we were sitting in a stairwell that had a couch in it. I was sitting in between the two of them. Me and him kept cuddling, it was a good birthday present. He kept kissing me. He's usually not a good kisser either..but he wasn't like...making out, thankfully. So they were good little kisses. Soft and sweet. The "Child" was flirting with me...he's been flirting with me too, and he's the one who once said that there isn't nor would there ever be something between us. I don't like this...its confusing me. I saw him last night. He smelled so good. I'd forgotten how much I missed him. I wish I had a chance with him. He's so amazing...I hate that I'm so in to him. I hate that I can't stop thinking about these three boys. I don't know what to do. I need to get a life... I hate how I can't stop thinking.