So I go to the eye doctors and a complete stranger decided to gossip about me to her daughter. 'That dress is way too short!' No, bitch, my legs are just too long.
I'm wearing Triton's shirt because it was a bad day and it brings me a small amount of comfort. Like he's still with me. I needed him so much today.
I'm sick of always feeling sad because of Rachel. But I always will.
It hasn't been a very good day.
It was nice relating to Tina. And we have a lot more in common than she even knows. She deserves better than Abby.
Seminary council decorated the foyer without me. Thanks for the texts guys. Fuck this. I'm done. I was never good enough anyways.
'If I got in a car accident would you come to see me and bring me soup?' And then I started crying.
Just notice me.
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