I’m still growing. The past year I have learnd so much about myself. He’s starting to grow up too. He’s using his head more and thinking better. I see so much in him. About a week ago I told him I was proud of him. I told him I was proud of the man he is becoming. Regardless of what I do with anyone else, I truely believe that there is no one who could replace him. No, he doesn’t complete me, but knowing that he’s here makes everything so much better.
youngpooka's Life List
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1. Keep my boyfriend
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2. get tested for STDs
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3. grow my hair long and healthy
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4. learn to play basketball
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5. get in to FIDM
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6. open a checkin account
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7. move to California
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8. be a fashion designer
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9. buy a car
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10. find true love
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11. visit paris
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12. become a cheerleader
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13. do a cartwheel
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14. do a toe-touch
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15. go to a fashion show
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16. Start a clothing line
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17. get a dog
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18. Save $1000
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19. go on a shopping spree
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20. open my own boutique
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21. lose weight
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22. tell someone how I feel
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23. Learn to cook
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24. get into college
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25. get my own place
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26. go to prom
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27. not get pregnant
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He’s still around. It will be two years in about two weeks. He pisses me off because he can be so negative. He’s sarcastic, moody, self-centered, and rude at times but since I was 16 I can truely say that I have loved this boy. But is love enough? I mean, I love the color green. I love iced tea. That mystery feeling just isn’t there anymore. I’m too smart to feel like that, still. My unrealistic characterists are fading. Reality is setting in. Is this what I want forever? I’m in a relationship where I put in way more than I get back. Without a doubt I know he loves me but I need more. So, if I let him go, then what? At least I know he’s mine, right? I put in time. Its like an insurance policy. I paid by sticking around through the worst times just so I’ll have coverage over anything that tries to come between us. I’m 18 now with goals of my own. Deep inside I want out but I’m still pushin’.
