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2003-01-30 I haven't written in so long that I'm forgetting how to touch type. I don't really feel like elaborating on painful subjects, but James was a dick. That was a surprise... Diego, apparently, found someone else. In Spain. Her name is Maria, and judging by the picture Diego sent me, she's beautiful. Better looking than me. Perfect. I ripped up that picture. And soon I'll be crying, hard, on the floor, because nobody gives a shit about me. At least, no one off the computer, dammit. And I'm sure everyone who used to read my diary has lost interest, I haven't written in so long. Not that any of that crap was worth reading anyways. Oh God, I just hate myself. And then it's worse that Jer broke up with Aless. Over AOL. A little bit of advice: never do that. That is so low, ok? There's this new girl at school named Gigi, but she likes people calling her Elmo. I know, what the fuck, right? But she's cool. I like her glasses, because they're kind of broken but they're boxy and when you hold them in the light they change from black to red, and red is my favorite color. And her broken-up black glasses sometimes decide to shed a little light on my life and turn red. |