one boy...
Forget him? or not? What's the point if he doesn't like me?
But I still like him.
Don't I?
I want to...
A lot...
*Sobs internally, story characters in mind come to rescue with a sour appletini, heavy on the sour apple*
Thank you.
Onyx (the Armenian tomboy): NP, A.H.
Aegyptus (Spunky were-bat boy): When in doubt, drink it out.
Ruby (ditzy big-boobed girl who likes pink): Or you could just cry it out on LJ and try and get pitied...
Margaret (Night Faerie [my internal 'me']): Or just shut up and do your homework.
Me: Be quiet. I like being angsty better.
Margaret: Fine, but if you want to get an A in Graham's class, you better get crackin'!
Me: *grudgingly gets off of LJ and works on ID terms*