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I don't trust him
I don't trust that boy
I still don't know his name
:/

Before the top of the stairs he stopped and said "My aunt died." And I asked "When? Today?" And he said "Yeah."

I wanted to hug him sooo bad, because IM A GOOD PERSON, AND IM GULLIBLE, AND UGH!!

But I'm also not THAT stupid, so I didn't.
I just said "Well at least she's in a better place, she isn't here."

I am oh so good at acting, because I'm not Christian.
;3

And then we were quiet

Then I asked if he was okay
And he said "Not really."

I was at my door so I just stood there for a second and then walked inside.
//oh great, he knows exactly where I live at.//

I mean, I don't understand it.
If he wanted me to hug him, he could've just asked- not today but yesterday.

If he could've just asked yesterday then I wouldn't think he was insane and was going to .... Yeah you know.

But yeah. I could tell he was thinking, he was planning telling me she had passed.

I don't know if he was planning to lie to me, or actually say it.

I actually want to tell him he should join theatre. He's really good at acting.

Monday, I'm hanging out at the corner he stands at. Im gonna tell him.

Hm, a bad choice?...
I feel like I did this before-
OH WAIT, I DID! -.-

He's taller than me
Maybe it's the shooooes -.-

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My friend told me that if he's grieving, I should give him space.

I'm going to use his advice
All of it
Even if I don't agree

Because, wHaT cOuLd gO WrOnG?
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Came back from a Highschool Football game

The highschool I'm going to won!!!

but our cheerleading and Band SUCKED.

And the game was 7 to 0

So just...
Yah

It kinda sucked... All of it.

But "fun"!!

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