all by myself.

dear fleur.
mandy&ria left me.
for the whole weekend. i don't even know what to do. and it's really stupid. i will probably just call kirsten bean 100 times and rip up all of my magazines and play with christmas lights and fix my hair and scream in my front yard.
then i will buy myself a balloon. just because.

i miss them.

life is so not fair.
i'm going to go sing in my bedroom and write love stories.
love bella.