I know. I know. I know. I swear, I know. I’m not gonna let a boy mess me up. I’m not getting ahead of myself. I’m still gonna be smart and make smart decisions. I’m going to go to college, I’m going to finish. I’m not even gonna frickin be someone’s girlfriend.
Just fuckin let me be young. I’M YOUNG. I hate to break it to you, but I want to have fun. I WANT TO HAVE SIX FRICKIN MONTHS OF FUN BEFORE I LEAVE FOR COLLEGE. IS THAT SO DAMN HARD FOR YOU TO LET ME HAVE? CAN’T EVEN LET ME GET TO KNOW A GUY WITHOUT A DAMN LECTURE OF THINGS I ALREADY FUCKIN KNOW. I KNOW. Just let me have a damn life, because I know I’m not gonna have one when I’m in college. You know why? BECAUSE I AM DAMN SERIOUS ABOUT COLLEGE WHICH IS WHY YOU SHOULD LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND JUST LET ME LIVE.

You know how I am. Regardless of feelings, which I am also pretty good at controlling, I control my actions. YOU KNOW THAT, AND I KNOW THAT. SO STOP FRICKIN WORRYING, I’LL GET MY DAMN DEGREE.