
I, and I promise you this, am crying at this moment. My eyes are so liquidated, I'm having trouble even reading these words that I am writing. I hate valentines day. Nothing ever good seems to happen. Valentines day is just another way to flaunt your relationship to others. I hate being the flaunted, never the flaunt-ee. (Does that make sence?) This valentines day may be the worst valentines day I may have ever. No roses. No kisses. No chocolate. But I won't let people know. I never let people know. I'm trying to keep my emotions from others. They've chased loved ones away before. So keep quiet. Try not to spread the word around that "Ryenn is alone this year." Ryenn knows. She doesn't need 9238471823764 people reminding her of it. I suppose I'll just keep my eyes shut when I'm at school. The f**king eighth grades. The f**king seventh graders. Even the f**king sixth graders. I think i may possibly be the only one alone this year. And I hate that. With my whole heart, I truely, truely, hate that. Thanks for your time.
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