So I know no one reads this but I just type this telling my inner most feelings hoping to get them out and off my chest. I don't do diaries anymore since people always find them. Listening the Blue Skies. He's amazing. With the music I base small stories in my mind just to entertain myself. Sometimes they are happy and sometimes sad but then again everyone needs someway to get out. This is my way.
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So I told her I liked her today because she wouldn't stop bugging me about it. I still need to bite my lip so I don't kiss her. It's proving harder and harder everytime I'm alone with her. I was inches away from her face today and all I had to do was lean up a little bit more and finally see if her lips were as soft as they look. Now I'm watching Annie and having fun just relaxing. I just wish I had someone to cuddle with to watch it with... Maybe her.
Self-Image. I hate the way I look, but then again doesn't most teenagers at this age? I have two best friends and I love them both but 1 is completely beautiful. Tanned, slim, toned, curves, big bust and just she is just perfect in everyway. Then there's the other one, she's skinny, long hair and everyone just wants her. And then there's me. I have a small bust, I'm not skinny, I have large thighs and huge hips so I basically cry everytime I look at myself in a ...