dear if you look at me diary,
if you look at me and i seem different today, it is because i am. i don't much like you anymore. you make all my friends go away and call me a whore. the sun is changing in the sky again. i see it through my window every year i see it, always around the same time. the sun changes, but i cant. i do my time here. if i had it all to do over again, believe me- i would. ida worn purple everyday to make you stay away- if only i would have known. the pain in my shoulder gets worse as i get older but i will get relief from it someday. i know that it is stress and it matters none how i dress and it is my own choices that will make the hurt go away.
