Mood:  not sure

She's known for the following: Boy friend stealer, slut, 2face, fake.

Surrounded by people that don't even know who the real "her" is. You may wonder why; but my thoughts resign on telling you why. It's simple to say that she longs for the nights to be longer and the days to be shorter. Longing for new friends and maybe a better life. The appearance you see is not who she wants to be; hidden behind words and excuses only people and she have made up. Knowing she has so many people on her side, but yet questions if she even deserves their everyday presence.

The day was longer than normal; even thought I slept till 1pm. Seeing the someone who makes you feel the slightest bit of happiness, makes time go by oh so fast; but why? I don't understand the meaning of happiness really.

My best friend: He wakes up; feeling nothing but numb and cold inside; wishing that he could find the inner strength to admit to the world that he is someone, but doesn't know how. He know's that people care for him, but can't find a bit of happiness anywhere. I only wish that life for him would become a bit more happy.