The falling audacity of life. Continuous.
jim
lewdshrew
This is my first day of school.

Already, I feel under the knife. I feel as if I should change despite how proud I am to be Danica Baldry...
There is nobody like me here. I am alone. I am an outcast.
You ask me how I can tell on the first day. Usually on the first day I've had conversation other than "Where's the gym?" and "What time is it?" Nobody has approached me in any of my classes. I am alone. I am an outcast.

I was proud of my five dollar sweater from Super Store until I found that every girl in the school has Silver jeans. Old and new. I have never felt the need to change anyone.

...Should I?

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