There's a guy who's name I won't mention *coughJETSONcough* who thinks himself to be a pretty boy. I mean, yea, he's cute, but his attitude sucks. I gave him some cheek and basically made out to be the only girl who didn't fall under the spell of his pretty boy eyes. The pussy whip blocked me. It's just amazing how people who depend so much on their looks to get attention, drown the minute someone rebells from them and what everyone else thinks.
It's weak, and it's what I try and portray in my poetry. After this guy, I think there'll be something dedicated to him. Lol. Fucking pussy.
