BellaUmbellella

My real name: Brooke Age: 19 Natural hair color: brown Eye color: brown Glasses/contacts: both Piercings: two in each ear fav Color: purple CAN YOU... Sing the alphabet backwards: yep. Speak any other languages: Spanish and a few words in about 8 other languages lol Go a day without food: Yup. Roll your tongue: no Eat a whole pizza:maybe. if i was real hungry. HAVE YOU EVER... Won something in the lottery: Nope Snuck out of the house: yeah Lied to get out of trouble: yep Had a computer crash: yep Gotten lost in your city:yep Seen a shooting star: Yep Been to any other countries: No. working on it. Had a serious surgery:

my self writing has greatly improved, i can now organize my thoughts and my emotions, but ask me to write an assignment and i wont be able to accomplish it. My focus is horrible, i'm sick all the time, and i feel quite hopeless. i cant make any decisions, i dont want to apply for college, i used to be so intelligent and now... i'm broken, a mere shell of who i once was, lost to the ones who cared. i feel worse than i did freshman year. all i want to do is sleep and never wake up, lost in a sea of dreams... i think i shall give up on all my aspirations this year, i had so many plans... the worst part of all this is that i cant seem to talk to

What would have been will never be known. I hope she reads her poem. I hope that whatever she's doing now, she's happy. It doesn't seem that i can change the fact that since she graduated she acts as though i dont exist. i've stopped trying, but i think of her everyday and miss her and wonder what her life is like now... she probably wont even read this, but if she did, i would like her to know that in my eyes she will always be my best friend and my first love. i wish she would give me a chance to explain everything that happened those last few months, and a chance to be friends again... i love you molly and no matter how bad it hurts, i nev