Categories > Original > Drama > The Tale Of The Lonely Gazebosaurus
Earlier I was proud. So proud of myself for not cutting when I could've done. When I wanted to. I'm glad about that but...
But, I'm too concerned to say I'm happy. I'm not. I'm scared shitless for both Mia and Sadie, and I hardly know them.
It makes me feel guilty for not getting to know people and for being all shy and shit. Does that make sense? I feel stupid.
I don't even know how I feel. Or how I'm supposed to feel. I'm just hoping that everything'll be okay.
But, seriously, on a lighter note, I like emails. From people. (take the hint, please) I love to help people, so, seriously, email me. I probably sound like such a creeper D:
But, I'm too concerned to say I'm happy. I'm not. I'm scared shitless for both Mia and Sadie, and I hardly know them.
It makes me feel guilty for not getting to know people and for being all shy and shit. Does that make sense? I feel stupid.
I don't even know how I feel. Or how I'm supposed to feel. I'm just hoping that everything'll be okay.
But, seriously, on a lighter note, I like emails. From people. (take the hint, please) I love to help people, so, seriously, email me. I probably sound like such a creeper D:
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