All I did was cry today.
Well, cry and eat dinner. But only dinner, only a small bit, and only because my family forced me to.
I'm so stupid. I'm so lame. I can't get over this frivolous crush and it's going to ruin the great friendship Izzy and I have built. But maybe that was already breaking.
We normally texted every day, but we didn't today. But hey, it's just one day.
Right?
YOU ARE READING
Perfect and imperfect
Teen FictionA true love story. Based on a true story (...that hasn't exactly completely happened yet) Yes Zoë. I am actually doing this. THIS IS NOT EDITED!
