Curiosity killed my innocence.
For some reason I woke up this morning with a lot of regrets…. it was interesting because I’ve never actually regretted anything. Today was different though, all I could think about was the guys that I’ve dated , been with, etc.My freshman year of high school I wasted my time chasing after someone who had no interest in me…whatsoever. I made so many mistakes that year….. My sophomore year of high school I fell in love for the first time; I wasted all my time trying to figure out whether he was cheating on me or not, I actually just stopped coming to school towards the end of the year. My life revolved around my relationship, which wasn’t even that great at the time. My junior year is happening right now, its almost over. I’ve made about two big mistakes. One of them really just irks my soul. Unlike most people, my body count is very important to me, and I was trying to keep it below 5 before I graduated; its at 4 now. Everyday I think about how stupid I was with that “number 4” , it was unnecessary. I always confuse lust for love/like. Anyways…I don’t even know why I wrote this I just had to get some things off my chest