4. Space #4
The party was okay tonight. No one exactly talked to me except the comic club nerds who were surprisingly invited. Surprisingly.
I went home and looked at the fridge. My mom, my only parent, had a late shift at the police station, is what the note said at least.
I don't have a life anymore. Ever since you and I stopped talking. I really wish I understood why my confidence level went down. It really sucks. You aren't a bad person. It's just your fault that you aren't ugly.
Anyone would throw everything they had away just to be with you. I would be the last girl on earth to have you.