I wanna move. Please.

I hope he knows, he's all that's gonna be on my mind
for the next forever...
don't listen to a player, when he says he loves you...
no matter how much you love him.
Anyway...
I wish I was Selena Gomez. She's fukkin gorgeous.
I'd prefer not to go back to school next month. I hate it. I'd rather be there than homeschooled, but Lord, do I hate it there. I'm only a Sophomore. I wish I was a senior...I'd be almost eighteen...almost ready to move out...screw being fifteen.
I miss my best friend...why'd you have to move? =/
Anyway...all that's on my mind is that one guy. But who cares?
I know you think I'm being over-dramatic.
It's okay...I'd think that about me, too.