Thinking:3

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After that, the whole day revoled around that question. I still thought I was in a dream. I just couldn't get it straight. (I'm so weird and ugly, why would anyone like me. Now I know that isn't true but that's how I feel,) I
thought. I thought, and thought, and did a little bit more thinking about the whole, girlfriend thing. It made me a little weirded out but at the same time, I felt good about it.
(I have to tell someone, but I can't. Why is this soooo hard. Is this stressing me out. Oh my lanta, what if anyone, I mean ANYONE, finds out. I'm literally dead.) I spent the whole afternoon honestly just thinking. What should I do?

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