i keep bitching about not having a boyfriend, but if i had one i probably wouldnt want one anymore. what i really want it a place of my own, with space for my stuff, and to do things in. there is only enough space for me to sleep and sit on the computer, here. im fuckin bored. if i could do shit, i wouldnt be so damn bored, and i wouldnt be obsessed with chris. the only thing about chris is he seems like a good guy. figures. i never get the good ones. or im too stupid to realize that theyre good until its too late. youd think id have learnt that lesson the first time.