Dear Homieboo,
HOMIEBOOOOOO. Ah. I love that I made that up. TODAY IS TWO YEARS SINCE LOUIS FOLLOWED ME. This letter will probably be short because I honestly cannot type with all these blisters or whatever they are. I'm really worried because if I still have these on Thursday, I'll have to play softball with them and I don't think that will go so well. I really want to do well because I want him to let me be a pitcher so I have to show him that I'm good at it. I think I'll ask my dad to practice with me tomorrow.
Anyway, it's March 18, 2014 at 6:54PM and I'm really tired, honestly. Not only physically, but just tired of my life. It's so boring and it's the same thing every day. I go to school, listen to shit I don't care about all day, tolerate people I can't stand all day, and go home to do 50 pounds of homework. I hate it. Idk why I'm saying all this, I guess I just wish I was doing something more with my life. I wish that more people cared about me too. Like you do.
I wish I didn't have acne too. I can't stand it. I think I would honestly be able to say I'm pretty if I didn't have it. I'm getting so depressing. Sorry. I can't wait for you to send me my ring and shirt. I'll be so so so so so happy! I'm gonna wear the ring 24/7 and make sure the sweater is always somewhere near me so I can cuddle it and wear it to school sometimes.
Oh, my mom is calling me. I should probably go. Until tomorrrrow!
Adrianna <3
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