She thinks its what its called. Sitting on her bed starring into the night she lies awake thinking restlessly alone & cold. Deep within herself she knows she can trust her yet with the sudden distance between them not only in reality but in truth she cant help but feel as though she’s being cheated on. Wanting to cry she grabs ahold of her sheets pulling on them tightly, closer to her cheek sulking into her bed.
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I’ve Come Back?
So I moved my domain to my new site, but I never really write on there which is sort of depressing. I just don’t think anyone would read it. But then again I never really thought anyone would read this blog either & I got over 600 hits in one day. Pretty sure that was my highest, not going to lie that sort of made me happy to see that. Continue reading
Tidbits…
Im….
Going to prom.
Tux shopping tomorrow.
Prom is next Friday.
No date, oh well….
Went to hooters.
First & last with my mom. ((x
Got some money.
Cant believe she forgot.
Cant believe she didn’t say Happy Birthday.
Cant believe my ex, Dee did.
Dee made my day.
Black Jacket.
Red Vest.
White Shirt.
Red Tie.
Black Socks.
Black Pants.
Black Shoes.
….. thats all folks (:
