Because it's driving me CRAZY not saying anything...
She's my sister. He's just an old friend.
I barely know him. He barely knows me.
He doesn't AT ALL know her...
He'll choose her, if we both make moves on him. I'm certain of it.
Why the fuck does that hurt so badly?
Maybe because it's such a goddamn surety?
Because she's thinner. Prettier. Less brutal or intimidating.
Because he goes for girls like that.
Not ones like me.
Ugh.
Irrational jealousy, go away.
Never come again -- not tomorrow, not next week, not someday.
What do you do when the prom queen is your sister -- your little sister, at that -- and you're the geeky Goth in the background?
...You deal.
*dealing*
I barely know him. He barely knows me.
He doesn't AT ALL know her...
He'll choose her, if we both make moves on him. I'm certain of it.
Why the fuck does that hurt so badly?
Maybe because it's such a goddamn surety?
Because she's thinner. Prettier. Less brutal or intimidating.
Because he goes for girls like that.
Not ones like me.
Ugh.
Irrational jealousy, go away.
Never come again -- not tomorrow, not next week, not someday.
What do you do when the prom queen is your sister -- your little sister, at that -- and you're the geeky Goth in the background?
...You deal.
*dealing*