Oh snap, look at that cutie.

Click.

He's gonna be there!

*begins the irrational creating of scenarios*

So we are gonna meet and talk and then exchange numbers and he'll be my summer fling. Such a nice, attractive guy. And oh my gosh, we are going to go sit in his Eno (hammock) one day and just talk and go cloud gazing. And then he's gonna kiss me and it's gonna be perfect. Gonna.. Gonna.. Gonna.. When will I learn? I am the queen of creating irrational scenarios in my head of things that will never happen. And if one time something happens that could be seen as 'fairytale' like, I'll forever expect and want more.

But I've always been this way. Maybe I'll change. Maybe I won't.

This isn't even a poem. But I'm procrastinating studying for my AP exams so hell yes this is how I am spending my time.