So its November.The seventh of the month.I hate November.I used to love November.Not anymore.I broke up with my boyfriend.I sort of wish I didn't.I never thought he'd say the thingshe's said to me.I used to have a best friend.Her name is Brooke.She pisses me off beyond belief.I can't stand most girls.SAD disorder isn't fun, yo.I feel like shit all the time.I'm listening to Bright Eyes.Why aren't...

I have no idea what I’m doing with my life.I’m depressed andits not getting better.The only time that I’m happy iswhen I’m talking to this guy that I met.I’ve only met him two days ago, but we’re so…good together.He’s older, though.Of course he is.My mother’s flipping out because older boys meandrugs and sex.But we just…ConnectDifferently than any other guy I’ve ever talked...