My journal will include: poetry about my true love, things that happen to me over the days, random gothic/emo writings, and just plain everything about me.
First Summer of My Life
This year feels like the first summer of my life. Why? I have started hanging out with the guy of my dreams, my parents are loosening their hold on me, and I have more friends than ever before. Life is great. Why did I ever think that life sucked?