What are you, some kind of Adrien?
i think i'm going crazy..
i really think i'm going crazy. i don't know why exactly.
just..erm..a gut feeling, or something.
on the other hand, maybe being crazy is good? i need a
shrink or someone to talk to that doesn't charge money.
like...i don't know..someone.
*sighs* so things are really confusing with "taylor"
lately. i've been getting completely mixed signals. see, if
i knew he read this, then i could tell if he was trying to
tell me something or not. but..god...i don't know. maybe
i'm just misreading everything. someone, please, just let
*down on knees* don't cry for me argentina...erm..yeah, i
saw evita on tuesday. good show. *nods* really good.
and yesterday the town like, flooded. and i was so looking
forward to going to school *laughs*
erm...so...yes..i need someone to listen to me ramble..in
RL, because this diary isn't doing my inner torment justice.
so i'll end this short entry with the quote from my velcro
"never was a cornflake girl"