Ave Maria is Smashing Into You

I was planning on blogging about my wonderful weekend but I just realized how my wonderful weekend deeply collided with my heart. Let me make one thing clear, I'm not in love. THAT is NOT allowed to happen. Period. So no one ask me if I am. I can't be, not with this fool. Everyone reminds me of how skinny he is and how ho-ish he has been. I mean, okay? And? I don't know how to let people know I don't care what they know. Because none of them actually know him, they just know stories. Which will not be ignored, of course. But he's not just the wild and crazy asshole people know. One girl is actually friends with him and she came to the same conclusion and I do not understand how. But, it can't be helped how people feel. I'm happy. Christina saw us and noticed how happy we both were just to be around each other. No one has made me happy even when I'm mad with them, the way he does. My favorite momenets are just sitting next to him. But in a few weeks this fantasy I've been living will be over.