Today I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was T. We talked for about 20 minutes before he had to go. I got up and hung out with my mom for awhile. Then I downloaded new music. I absolutely love new music! I discovered a new singer. Troye sivan.
Troye sivan is one of my favorites now. His song Were my OTP. God, I'm in love with it. His voice is like a smol manly bean. Anyways, I downloaded two of his songs and some of Melanie Martinez. I love her. Especially her song Dollhouse.
Later on T called again and we talked, but then he had to go again. Like, no come love me. I am very annoying. Just saying. My mom came home and we had pizza. Then my dad came home and we went to town. I got a strawberry banana smoothie and I went to my friends house. When I got home I got in comfortable clothes and just relaxed.
I'm getting over my ex. Not fast, but I'm getting there. I think more about T lately. Its nice actually. When I do think of him though I get so sad. It's getting better though.
One day it will be okay.
One day.
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Dear Dead Diary
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