Its a good thing
The only person
That read my journal,
Left Gaia.
Now I am free to say what ever.
Like how I wish I had my crush, but he hardly notices me.
Like how i am like in my "nerd" world with my "nerd" friends.
And how the "blondes" are in their "Popular" world, with all the hot guys.
Blah blah,
all my friends wonder how i know all this gossip, because im in a total different world.
But i just used to be good friends with a popular girl.
WEAVER!
Oh, wow.
I told all my friends that i don't like him anymore,
but im just twice as crazy over him.
I talked to him more than ever,
but he would never like me.
It takes years to build a friend ship with him, {Thats what makes him special}
And he is leaving the school next year.
I w asted all my years in school brooding over the stupid mean guys,
when someone special and cute like him was there.
I feel ugly inside.
I just want him, before he leaves,
and after he leaves.
Valentines day sucks.
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