Dear Friend,
Today is pretty lame. My eyes itch. I'm tired. Definitely ready for school to end. Idk why I like the fatboy. I think I'm like a golddigger in a sense. I kind of feel bad. My mom asks why am I friends with him and the only reason I can think of is because he does what I want him to. And gives me what I want. Awh I am such a bitch right now. Geez. I suck.
- Aburrida **
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment