Ok I Am Not Complaining, I'm Just Saying...

...that I hate boys.
Or more specifically I hate having crushes on boys.
They suck.
There's no other way to put it.
The worst thing in the world is when you're so enchanted by a boy that you can't even think straight. Really?
No. That is not how this goes. YOU are supposed to be intrigued by ME.
He obviously didn't get the memo.
All of a sudden you're doing things out of character to get him to notice you.
Really?
Ugh.
You can't go places without looking your best because he might or might not be there.
You should be going to those events because you want to be there. But you're going to be around him.
What are you supposed to do with THAT?
AND IT GETS WORSE.
No joke.
He's un-readable.
You don't know whether you're reading too deep into things or if he really is into you.
How are you supposed to decipher that??
And your friends are no help. Of course they're just saying those things to make you feel better.
Thanks a lot guys.
He should not be allowed to toy with you like this.
This is ridiculous.
Every little smile makes your stomach flip.
Seriously?
Then there's the fact that this was acceptable behavior when you were a seventh grade girl, but you're all grown up now and you shouldn't be acting like this.
You're more mature than this.
Moral of the story?
BOYS SUCK!