It's coming down to nothing more than apathy.
Dear Livejournal,
Evan got a girlfriend. And I cared, and I cried, and now I'm so happy she thinks he's too quiet. It's left with the settling feeling that no matter what anyone believes, I'm still at least better with him than she is.
It's already april. I'm so excited for the upcoming months of ice cream and babysitting and calling friends. FRIENDS.
I have so many friends this year. All these people that I didn't have last year. I spent the entire summer just staying inside afraid. I'm not afraid anymore.
I'm begginning to think that maybe my mother&everyone else is right. If Evan knew me, he'd adore me just as much as I adore him.
He'd realise.
My mother is so happy. She wants to go dancing again.
I love dancing.
Dance with me, would you?
Love, Abby.
Also: I should write you letters. Email me at chopstickfingers3@gmail.com.
Evan got a girlfriend. And I cared, and I cried, and now I'm so happy she thinks he's too quiet. It's left with the settling feeling that no matter what anyone believes, I'm still at least better with him than she is.
It's already april. I'm so excited for the upcoming months of ice cream and babysitting and calling friends. FRIENDS.
I have so many friends this year. All these people that I didn't have last year. I spent the entire summer just staying inside afraid. I'm not afraid anymore.
I'm begginning to think that maybe my mother&everyone else is right. If Evan knew me, he'd adore me just as much as I adore him.
He'd realise.
My mother is so happy. She wants to go dancing again.
I love dancing.
Dance with me, would you?
Love, Abby.
Also: I should write you letters. Email me at chopstickfingers3@gmail.com.