Writing introductions is a bit tedious so....just take a look at my first post if you want to know more....

....and if you get curious about the name of this World or my posts, check out the second one.

Wasted but Wanted

I think I might be turning into my cousin. I've been spending ridiculous amounts of time putting on makeup...

For me the world is often very black and white. It's one thing or the other. (Surprisingly, one of my favorite colors is gray.) If there are sides I'm on one of them. And therefore, not the other. But despite whatever small armies might form there'll always be one person more important than any other.

My Nichole. It's her birthday tomorrow. I couldn't believe how much she actually had missed me when I went home. Missed me to the point that she was jealous of Stacey. I never thought I'd see the day. And as it turns out, they're not so similar after all. I may have to think of a new analogy...

Except for one thing. Both of them, despite the overwhelming evidence that it's a bad idea, love me. It's a strange feeling. It's something I always thought I decided on my own. "That girl needs me to protect her so I'll be her friend." or something self-serving like that. Turns out it wasn't. Turns out I was blind again. For some weird reason, they chose me. I might never figure that one out...