Saw him for the first time in months today.
I don’t know why but I feel like I miss him.
And like after all that happened…why do I still feel this way about him?
My brain says no but my heart says yes. Which one do I listen to?
What do I do?
I guess it’s true when people say time heals. But
I don’t know what to do
Feelings Suck
"When he told her
that her voice sounded like earl grey tea
and her laughs like manic pencil scratches;
that he always drew out the pattern of her freckles
on restaurant napkins;
that she was the princess
he told his little sister bedtime stories about;
that her eyelashes looked pretty when she cried,
his voice trembled like a violin string
And she cracked like the spine of a book."
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New dress/cardigan for twin day! :)
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Having someone would be nice…
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Won’t be home for da whole next week~ turning on the queue, BYE!
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The only reason why I write in cursive is that when I don’t actually feel like doing work I make it all big and sloppy and I just usually get all the points
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Don’t need no boys, I gots mah violin.
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I hate auditioning for solos and such because it’s always so nervewrecking and the wait to see whether or not just kills me. Can Monday come any slower?!?
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I wish that people weren’t so harsh. I wish I wasn’t so annoying. I wish I wasn’t so fat. I wish I wasn’t so clingy. I wish people would actually like me for who I am. I wish society could change. I wish I could move to whole new city and restart a new life. Perferably New York or Los Angelos or Brooklyn. Somewhere, anywhere with palm trees and a nice breeze. I wish I wasn’t so insecure. I wish I had a wider variety of clothes. I wish I was taller. I wish I was stunningly pretty. I wish life came easy. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckEVERYTHING
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My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
