Saturday, December 10, 2011

Getting home.

So I just got home from preference.
And it was a blast.
(pictures will be up tomorrow)
Im so stoked for when I turned sixteen and i'll have a date and.. A partner to dance with during the slow dances.. which were completely awkward but slightly hilarious.
my night was ALMOST perfect.
But I really wish I didn't have to see you hold her the way you used to hold me.
Or see you making eye contact with me and not saying a word.
That's the absolute worst.
Your the worst.
And right now I just want to cry.

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