prom was...what was prom?
so my junior prom was last night. and i have such mixed feelings about; i don’t think i completely understand them. the whole night i felt kind of self conscious because honestly i just didn’t feel beautiful but i felt like everyone else looked really amazing. i just wanted to be invisible and get to enjoy everyone else’s perfection. i loved dancing; that’s basically what i...
on repeat all evening. it reminds me of autumn.
my day at school and at practice was pretty miserable. in the first world country i-get-a-good-free-education-and-food-at-my-disposal-with-a-roof-over-my-head-and-people-that-love-me sort of way. there’s just certain people in my life that i’m not sure should be there. and i was just sad. but afterwards i became very productive so that made me feel better. and tomorrow has the promise...
having to write an essay about how great i am when...
this is going to be difficult. more teen angst. when will it end?