Writing=Pain.

Hey everyone who is sad enough to care what I say! Sorry, but it's a good way to open a journal! So, I was writing more to my story, Ouch. I Think I Love You, and it was reminding me all too much of my ex-boyfriend, who I was very much in love with, but that's over now. Anyone seen Bugsy Malone? Well, if you have imagine some sad little, would-be goth girl singing Ordinary Fool. On her own. In her bedroom. With a hairbrush.
Yep, that's me all over, people. Still shreiking Evanescence into my hairbrush......
Okay, so maybe not the hairbrush,but something equally as embarrassing!