A literal diary of everything I'm thinking, when I want to vent, declare, or just say random, silly things.
I am confused, depressed, and in love
why am I confused? Read, "ugh, boys are comlicated." why am I depressed? He said no. Why am I in love? Why not? Alrighty, well, I must go now, as we are chatting at this very moment, and The Me (yes, I said the me) is getting bored. Bye!