The prombear is going in the trash. She doesnt' want it.
Z is a big dumbass.
I'm an even bigger one for thinking that she might think about being around me.
I hate people.
I wanted to go to prom.
I still do
i won't be
or post prom
or any other high school related activity over the next 2 months
i'm in a bad mood. i'm sorry
she doesn't want to talk to me.
i dont' know why, except because of Z
Why am i a loser?
strange people iming me at 11:30 at night is a bad thing
it's even worse when your own dreams are telling you "you did the wrong thing"
i'm a dick