Boo, you whore.

Like yesterday, I'm still confused. :\

Here's the story:
There's a boy,
A nice boy.
And there's a girl,
A nice girl.
The girl likes the boy, she has for a while.
The boy is just confusing the girl,
And she totally wishes he'd stop.
But there's another girl,
She's just a whore.
The nice girl doesn't like her too much,
Because she's a whore and needs to realize she has a boyfriend already.
Unlike some of us.
Boo, you whore.
Boo.
Anyways, the girl doesn't know what to do,
The boy is acting different than usual...
What could it mean?

Ha. It's like a poem, but really fucked up.
Oh, and if it's not completely obvious, the girl is me, the boy is a boy I may or may not like, and the whore is...a whore. Basically.
Yay.
Well, that's it. Off to torture my brain with some weird ass Geometry proofs.
:)