Sprained wrist and a stomach covered with scars aren't how you are supposed to turn up to prom dance rehearsals, and if your dance partner isn't as caring as mine. It'll be even worse. The rehearsals went ok, even tho I couldn't do much. And this bitch accidently held my hand really tight. Accidently. Accidently?! Like is she blind or something. It's kinda obvious that you've to be careful, when someone got their hand covered in bandage isn't it?
Seriously, I could look at this guy all day all my life. Not as perfect as my angel. But enough to make me happy, sometimes I wish I was best friends with him, but then I'll remind myself how awkward I am. I'm seriously sooooo bad at getting new friends.
Why does these attack thing happen to me?! Seriously, I could kind of feel it coming, so I went outside for a walk. I thought it was alright after that, but no. I started shaking, got scared, started getting this kinda blackouts. I feel so bad for M. She really wanna help me, but I don't know how it's possible. I seriously don't know what I would do at school without J. I feel bad for her too. She's going thru a lot herself, but instead of being there for her and help her as I used to. I'm here struggling with shit.
Now comes the plot-twist of the day. Like a seriously big plot-twist. I used to have this pic of a random guy saved on my pc, I've had it as my background and it has helped me to calm down after some of the "attacks". But the guy turned out to be R's brother. The way he was casual about it scared me even more, if someone had your bro as their background, shouldn't you be more than "Yeah, that is my bro."?!
I still can't believe this is actually true. There are so many people on earth, how come the only pic I found that looks like my angel is the one of R's bro?
Plot-twists.
Monday, January 28, 2013
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