Every time I feel close to someone like a boy I always have the tension to push them away, to never open myself up and tell them how I fell about them. Im always pending on boys to just magically ask me out or something you know… Hang out? My number? so on…… whatever. But now im just so sick of being the person that believes in fairy tales, Love, Perfect boyfriends, Perfect life. Im just so sick of it. I haven’t even lost my virginity and I don’t really care anymore. There I am waiting for my true love…. the person I would want to make true love too.. But now im over it. Simply love has gotten too deep into me that now im just throwing it away. Trying to remind myself that true love isn’t true