dear mr. timn,
I give up on other boys. Let's get married and make tiny Timn babies.
dear list boy,
you're approximately ten billion times more attractive when you don't have food on your face.
I give up, I don't give up, I like you, I don't like you, you ignore me you don't ignore me...
Didn't Katy Perry write a song about you?
very confused minion version of elise
dear sk8er boi,
I just don't even know what to do with you.
So, I'ma do nothing. K? Good.
dear all boys in church on sunday,
I watched you all put your arms around the girl next to you and I felt like I had just eaten 7 raisins.
It's all good though, I'm really just jealous.
But still. Barf.