SO, BASICALLY, I'M EIGHTEEN IN LESS THAN EIGHTEEN HOURS.
*ish honestly very excited*
Okay, so I have to leave the house to pick up Hannah,
in, ah, less than thirty minutes.
I might shoot myself in the face and not make it to eighteen.
I went to sleep, really late/early.
Around two, I cried myself to sleep.
Despite what Eli asked me not to do.
I mean, I hurt him.
And I didn't mean to. IT IS MY FAULT. *sigh*
I'm the type of person, who can't stand anyone hurting.
So I take that hurt on me. For my to have hurt someone?
Unthinkable. For me to have hurt my best friend? Unbearable.
I'm so selfish. ): Honestly...
I'm not going to say how I hurt him.
Although if you follow me on Facebook
or twitter, I'm sure you can figure it out yourself.
Okay, my mother is being so polite and yelling.
I have to go! I haven't even fixed my hair!
Gah! Hannah will look perfect. T_T She always does.
But I've seen what it takes, rofl. xD I have pictures.
Oh, and TMI, but my pants are white.
My underwear is green. I can't effing change now.
I guess I didn't think that through...
