Most people call me Emily, but you can call me anytime. (;
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"Whatever happens, happens. And it will when it will. I'm living this beautiful life until I'm not anymore, just like all of us."
Andrew is truly my best friend. I don’t really care if someone gets annoyed because I talk about him all the time. Yeah he’s my boyfriend, but he’s honestly the only person I have any trust and faith in. He listens to my girl drama and comforts me when I cry. He’s a total dork sometimes and we always have fun together doing whatever. He’s everything a best friend should be.
That fact that I get to call him mine is just a major bonus.
Ya know when you were younger and you’d threaten to run away because your mom grounded you or something stupid like that?
Well this time I actually want to leave. And it’s for a real reason.
I can’t eat anything without feeling like complete shit. People will never understand how much my stomach problems actually affect me. Literally watching everything I eat to make sure I won’t be in pain and splurging means being sick for days. I don’t think people realize how lucky they are to be able to just devour any food they want without a second thought about it. I would love to be able to do that.
I miss ice cream. And apples.
Damn you, stomach.
I feel like I need more girl friends; to go shopping with and early morning tan with. I don’t know, people to talk to and get advice from.
I’ve lost a few really close friends recently for reasons I’m not even sure I know myself. But it’s crazy how it actually affects me. It’s like half my life got up and left and dragged good memories with it.
People say you should always choose your best friends over your boyfriend, but that’s hard when your best friend IS your boyfriend. Don’t get me wrong, I love him to pieces and wouldn’t give him up for anything, but a few more close girl friends would be nice too.
This is probably just me overreacting, but sometimes I wonder if I’m that horrible of a person. Maybe I am a huge bitch and just don’t realize it. I feel like I’m always nice to people and I know I’m a trustful person, butI think people believe what they hear and they don’t stop to wonder if it’s actually true.
I just want college to begin. A fresh start with new people and so many friends to make. Honestly, I cannot wait to get out of high school.
I just want to take a paradise vacation with my boyfriend. Is that so much to ask for?