Failures: Bad grades, bad harkatain, bad body, bad smells, bad work ethic. Disappointment.
I thought I would always have him, like a tattoo. Oops. I thought wrong.
I'm sorry but, I've gotta be strong, I have to leave you behind.
But its easier said than done.
They say time heals. I was skeptical- but I'm not anymore. It still hurts, but its not this all consuming grief threatening to kill me.
Now its just this bad feeling in my stomach, a dull ache somewhere deep within me.
Hes with her now. He literally does not want to talk to me.
Hes a smoooooth criminal.
I love Glee. Its so bright and bubbly and fun. It has good music, and funny bits. Its nice.
Are you okay, Annie?
I DONT KNOW!
But, whatever.
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