I feel so guilty, going on with..
I feel so guilty, going on with ordinary life.
I wish I had a boyfriend I could really talk to. I like
this guy named Austin, one of my brother's friends. I've
only met him twice, but I really like him, and he liked me.
I know he did. He spent hours talking to me rather than
playing basketball with the rest of the boys, and payed me
this really sweet compliment. An old preacher I know said
my eyes were wideset and beautiful like Joan of Arc (?) and
he went and looked on the internet for a picture of her and
told me the preacher was right. He's so sweet. He's going
to be a technical engineer in the army when he gets out of