i believe everything you say to me. absolutly everything. if you didnt want me here, i wouldnt be here. youve kept me around this long for a reason. ive fought with voices telling me to get out, that this is bad. ive grown to trust your words completely. you like him so take the chance, you two are ubercute together. i could have been superbitch from the beginning, but i wasnt because i know what youve said to me. we've already coverd this all. i can handle this. i forgot one of the things i live by. in short, moment to moment. so you met a boy. he is ubercute. great fashion. AMAZING makeup; quite the resourseful one. you two are so cute i get vomitile. its odd to see you with a boy though. hes so tall; does your neck get sore from looking up at him? do you get nosebleeds??? does he have boogies???? no, dont answere that. i can do this, i really can. i know you have your reasons but i want you to do this. its too good of a thing to pass up. he's so pretty. i will be fine, i really will. sometimes i feel too much like
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i'm sure whatever you choose will be right. ^_^ stuff happens. and sometimes it's lose lose.
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