teenaging

theres this guy, you know. we met its been almost two months, and its being fun. he is pretty and nice, and its natural. i dont feel anxious. i mean, i do feel nervous, but its in a good way. i dont think im gonna fuck everything up. i think its gonna be good. and it is. its hard to believe this is really happening. you know, a pretty boy, a good construction. i know i didnt find the man of my life, but its a teeange romance, dude. its fucking great. and i never, not even for a second, imagined it was going to happen to me. and its fun not to know whats gonna happen. its fun to be just in the beggining of it.

so, fifteen is being great. we started flerting way more since my birthday, and its going somewhere. in a few days i come back to tell you how was my first kiss.