29 January 2010


It's six o clock and beginning to snow. I'm inside alone, looking for a dress for a stupid dance that I didn't get asked to. I want to be outside, playing in the snow like the rest of them. I have no one to go with.

1 comment:

  1. If you don't want to go because you didn't get asked, then don't go. Go to the cutest coffee shop in town, with coffee-coloured curtains instead.

    Gorge yourself on Diet Coke and DON'T shoot up in the yellow-lit bathrooms.

    Obviously, I'm just joking. Or maybe not.
    I have learnt, through the past four months, and as many funerals, that life is just too short to be doing things you don't want to.

    love, Bella