Katie_CupCake

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Thats the song he dedicated to me.
“Happy” By Nevershoutnever

Out of the blue, he came into my life. His name is Brandon. But everyone calls him Lemon. It was literary love at first sight. And one night, i was online and admitted to me that he was falling me. Oh course i told him it back. Because it was true. Hes all i can talk about. Hes so sweet, caring, loving, cute, amazing. One of the greatest guys i have ever met. And i am inlove with him 150%.

I feel bad though, i think i had might screwed it up. About a week ago i was in a relation. It had lasted about 4 months and before that we were even inlove. I broke up with him because it was like he didn’t care anymore. He never wanted to hang out. He never called or text me. I couldn’t take it anymore so i ended it. I don’t think i’m ready for a relationship. I called up lemon this morning and told him. He said i could have just told him that but i’m afraid that he got the wrong idea. i may not want a relationship now, but when i do think i’m ready i want him to my guy. i want him to be with me. Because i love him. And even though i kind of rejected him he still kept calling me to see how i was and ask how my day was going, it just felt weird when he would hang up without saying “i love you”

I Stopped 4 months ago.
I decided that i wasn’t going to die from lung cancer.
One time i was sitting infront of a video store smoking a cig. An old lady came up to me and the person i with and told us how she just got back from her sons funeral, he died of lung cancer after smoking for 30 years. She looked really hurt. Imagine, her son dying before her. Now that i think about it i don’t know why i didn’t listen to here a year ago when she said it. But now it makes me realize that life is too short to have deadly habits. Lately i have had dreams about smoking. Maybe its my mind saying “Hmm i miss it” but i don’t care. I have and wont smoke ever again.

I’ll be tempted in the future when i’m with friends or at a party.

But i’ll be strong. :]

I always see clothes that i wish i could wear.
But my body isn’t right for it.
So my grandmother and i made a deal.
When i lose all the extra pounds i get to go on a shopping spree.

I’m not sure what style i want to get into.
Something different from what i’m used.

I want to keep the boys drooling.