Relationships end up in lies and deceit anyway, so I figure its as good as any place to start.

It's over. The show is finally over. All that time and effort put into it and just like that, it's all gone. We didn't win. Of course we didn't. We knew it was rigged. I should have known. I should have known. But instead I Hoped. Hoped like a little kid for the ice-cream truck that doesn't come. Hoped like the girl at the dance waiting for someone ( Read more... )

So Homecoming... definately sucked. The whole night was just so awkward. And getting all dressed up for a date who doesn't give a rat's ass about how you look, yeah, that's not too great either. I'm trying not to got too down about it though. It's just a dance, after all ( Read more... )

Yep, thats right, this journal is now officially for friends only. Sorry to all those prying moms and pops out there... but really, this is for both of our sakes. Of course, you could always just comment...