
I HATE HOW PALE I AM.
I hate being ill. I hate the fact that nobody from my form even asked me where i was or how i am. i know that sounds pretty big headed or whatever..but it would be nice. but youve replaced me now. so i guess nobody in there needs me anymore. and no im not being overdramatic. its true.
i sent a text to amy last night.. "you know what i dont even like him anymore" i think i was lying. but really i dont think i was to be honest. kinda moving on to you but i never really get to talk to you. another depressing valentines day i think. im probably gonna stay in. even though sophie wants me to go out. i really hope this bruise goes. its depressing me. i didnt even know how much image was to me till now. atleast i cant put makeup on so my skin might clean up a bit. Argh being off is boring and gives me headaches. I got some new shoes though which made me a bit happy and i found my bag with my clothes in.
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