It's really depressing to look down at my body and...
In Comparison To You
Nobody else really matters. I could be with you. It wouldn’t be easy, in fact, it would be really bloody hard. But for you, I’d do it. If I was still here, it would be me and you. But I’m not here and that’s the problem.
Pretty Sure My Pill
Is turning me into a crazy, emotional, teary mess. I feel like I’m bipolar and it’s making me think I’m going mad. I hope my hormones settle down soon because I can’t continue like this, it’s too much! I really want to hear from him now. Wah. Why do I always fuck things up!?
Please don't be like all the others
I know I’ve fucked with fate a little but, but it’s not like we’re together I would just really like to see you again because you were so lovely and kind and good looking and funny and you were such a gent and all the other boys I’ve met have been self-proclaimed dickheads who were all a waste of time but you don’t feel like a waste of time. I want to spend more time...
I’m nervous, think I may vom everywhere. Oh God, what if there isn’t anything to talk about and I just ramble for ages instead!? Eek!!