It's the same old, same old with.
Bringing up my grades and all that jazz.
Stressing over prom.
Which I shouldn't because I probably won't have a good time anyway.
All the important stuff that's been going on, I'd much rather talk about in person.
I miss you guys. I really do.
I feel as if we're barely friends anymore.
I talk to Heather. That's it. Well that's the only real life friend I talk to about my problems.
At this point in time Yoela and Dexter are the people that are closest to me. And that's kind of upsetting seeing as one lives in NYC and the other in Ontario.
I don't know why I don't. But.
God. We need to have a sleepover. Soon.
I would suggest a prom after party at someone's house, but we'll probably be dead after prom.
We'll think of something, I'm sure.
Peace out.
-Hannah
xo
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