Yesterday I was talking to Lzy on the bus. She's telling me about her plans for a new lip percing, and I'm barley payig any attention. "my boyfriend don't want me to get them, but I don't care." she says.�
I stop myself from rolling my eyes, since this would be, like, her tenth boyfriend, and the one she just started dating ten minuets after dumping Whinny.�
Because suddenly I wonder if maybe there's something to it, to loving as recklessly as she does. �