I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me
Today went pretty well. I got home really early and I colored and I wrote and wrote and wrote. I went to Jeffrey's and we watched Harry Potter, because we are awesome and stuff. I have stripped the internet looking for a cute, short, poofy, turquoise prom dress with no luck. le sigh. all in all things were good, but I have this awful feeling. I just can't stop crying right now and I'm not entirely sure why. Hey you,come hold me please.