So I wore a dress. And no, it’s not so typical of me. I’m still not used to that, I don’t feel completely comfortable.
I didn’t wear it for him, cause I know he wouldn’t be here. He bumped us for the hundredth time, what a new.
I wish he was here though. I don’t think a dress will make me beautiful (cause I don’t feel like that) but, at least, a little more presentable. And maybe, just maybe, he would’ve looked at me.
I’m leaving in 3 days, and I haven’t see him in 3 whole days. I’m actually planning on moving here though, I’ll come back in two weeks. I just hope he won’t find anyone else. Or, I don’t even know. Trust me, I don’t know.
What a sad New Year’s Eve this year. What a sad day, what a sad night.
What a sad life.