James doesn't like piercings, yet I am getting my nose pierced.
It's not as any sort of retaliation, I just want something pierced.
I'm tired of acting as if I am an innocent person or something.
I'm not. If only people knew what I was like before I moved here.
I had a long conversation with my friend Gage about sex and drugs.
Apparently our whole classroom heard it. Guess what they think?
I am a whore to them supposedly. But whatever. I don't care.
James broke up with me because of his mom not liking me.
Yet he still wants to act like everything is okay. Too bad.
I'm getting my nose pierced. Won't that be fun.