Oh, the chronicles of me and William
I figured he wasn't worth it. I'd already asked him out in october and he had refused rather rudely. But he got over it and started being his funny, kind old self. The only thing I don't like about him is that he makes fun of some people; though most the time he's worth it.
He, this morning, announced: "I'm going out with a girl hotter than all of them in this school combined."
So, I said: "What if she's pretty but rude?"
He shrugged and said: "She's very kind. I talked with her."
So I went away and cried that night. As I've said, I've missed my ex, Marvin. I can't even get in touch with him, and there is no-one in my life that I can tell everything to. So I guess I sit on the computer on TT for comfort. Really, to be honest; I'd love to be able to tell my mom and dad about my love for Marvin and how it hurts; but they get angry because I cry. My sister is too far away; and I'm afraid to talk to my grandma. Everyone around me is rude and ignorant; there isn't one person I feel I can tell anything to.
What am I to do now? I hate bottling up emotions; I have to let them out somewhere, tell someone.
I figured he wasn't worth it. I'd already asked him out in october and he had refused rather rudely. But he got over it and started being his funny, kind old self. The only thing I don't like about him is that he makes fun of some people; though most the time he's worth it.
He, this morning, announced: "I'm going out with a girl hotter than all of them in this school combined."
So, I said: "What if she's pretty but rude?"
He shrugged and said: "She's very kind. I talked with her."
So I went away and cried that night. As I've said, I've missed my ex, Marvin. I can't even get in touch with him, and there is no-one in my life that I can tell everything to. So I guess I sit on the computer on TT for comfort. Really, to be honest; I'd love to be able to tell my mom and dad about my love for Marvin and how it hurts; but they get angry because I cry. My sister is too far away; and I'm afraid to talk to my grandma. Everyone around me is rude and ignorant; there isn't one person I feel I can tell anything to.
What am I to do now? I hate bottling up emotions; I have to let them out somewhere, tell someone.