I Have Nothing to Write About... Oh, Boys Annoy Me

I find myself not ever knowing what to write.
I guess that's typical of bloggers, right?
But I feel like the more blogs I read, which -
mind you, nowadays is clear to none - the more I
notice that there are "planned" topics.
"Hi, I'm me, and my catchy post title is indicating
to you that I'm going to blog about my garden."
I don't know. You do understand though.
I really don't function like that when I'm busy.
Like, I can't just sit and plan a topic.
I just ramble.
As is evident in this.. well, "post" here.
And then I feel bad because it's not what
anyone who is following me is expecting.
Nonsense and mumbles, you know?
I think this kind of mentality is more Tumblrish.

And particularly when I'm in a bad mood,
these rambles just need to come out and I want to blog
about nothing. Oh.
I have a topic. Boys.
How annoying are they, really?
I have one that I think about too much and who
barely gives me the time I deserve.
I have another that I miss too much who never
remembers a damn thing I tell him,
so I feel unimportant to him.
And then the one who always picks fights with me
because he doesn't know how to talk to me
or handle himself.
God made me a strong woman, but He didn't make
me have the patience of a saint. So I'm losing it quickly.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Let me be like Taylor Swift and write an amazing song
about these relationships of mine.