I used to have all these different ideas of what I'd really want out of life. But I've come to realize I'll never meet a man who loves john mayer, wants to travel the world, is a red sox fan is a vegetarian, is good at every single sport and wants to join the air force. What can I say, I started dreaming at a young age. Then high school happened, and just like every other young freshmen girl, I was desperate to meet that football player. But high school wasn't like the movies to me, and I found myself comfortably slipping into that music hallway more days than not. But I'll always remember my first day, meeting a boy who I fell for, hard. No matter what other guy I had a crush on then, I still went back to liking him. But I knew I could never have him, he was taken, and I had never even did more than kiss a guy.
I don't really know what was going through my mind, but when he started paying attention to me during sophomore year, I thought that it was the coolest thing ever. And I really liked him, so I wanted