Time to wake up

All those little twelve year old girls who talk about how "in love" they are really annoy me. And here's what I have to say to them:

~ You're twelve.
~ You're not in love.
~ He's not the one.
~ You will get your heart broken, and it will hurt.
~ Your best friend will be there for you long after he's gone, so stop ignoring her.
~ Please, for the love of all things good in this world, don't give him everything. I know you feel like you're in love and you may think you're ready to. But you're not. I know your friends say they've done it, but I also know they probably haven't. You're twelve, kid. And I don't want you to make a mistake you'll regret.
~ Breaking up will hurt, but it's not the end of the world. There's other people out there, and one day you'll find the one for you. Don't spend too long crying over him; he's not worth it.
~ Right now you're growing up and pushing away from your parents, and you probably think you're so much smarter than they are. But take my word for it, they were your age once. Everything you feel, they've felt at one point or another in their lives as well. Talk to them.
~ Stop dressing in slutty outfits. Wear clothes that fit you, please. It doesn't make you look cool; it makes you look like you're trying too hard.
~ All the make-up you put on in the morning before school because you want that boy in your first period class to notice you... you look like a clown. You don't need to cover your entire face in make-up. You're beautiful, and less is more.
~ And last, you're twelve. You've got your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste it. Please.

Know that I'm not being mean here, just honest.

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