Wednesday, 23 September 2009

The warm and red blood dripping down my white shirt. Trying to stop the stupid bleeding, but it continued. I was just going in to buy some fruit, but i had to go out before i even had the chance to buy something. I took my white shirt and dryed my nose. I sat down outside the store, i guess people looked at me. A girl holding her hands under her nose looks strange. I know. Im sad today. And i haven´t called that pretty boy yet. I asked frank what he tought. He told me to go for it. My hero.

I started to cry for no reason at all. I called my mom and asked her to pic me up. By that time my shirt was coverd with blood. But mom came and drove me home. Good night lovers and friends!

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