Dear Journal,
So, I'm moving back in with my Ma again. Luckily, June left a couple of weeks ago, which is good. I'm going to miss Bonnie and Donald, though. They were like parents to me, in a different way. But they were awesome, and Bonnie's cooking is phenomenal, which is saying something.
Sara and Starla are going to be gone for a week, which SUCKS. I mean, they are like my best friends, but at least Katie is still here. Thank god she doesn't like sports of any kind. I couldn't go the Grey-Mans funeral, which isn't good. I didn't get the details of the time and place. It's still insane that he's gone, I just can't believe it.
Thomas, god Thomas, he's perfect. I remember thinking that the nerdy, stubborn, sweetness a lot of romance movies was just that, fiction. Fake. But, now maybe Thomas is my nerdy, stubborn, sweet person I needed. Maybe I was just looking in a different direction.
I don't know, and that phrase is hard to think about. Because really don't know. I don't know what's going to happen in the next second, which is scary. But maybe it can be exhilarating. I don't know. God, it sounds like I'm writing a book, but, maybe I can change what I don't know. Maybe I don't wanna know. Maybe I don't need to know. All I want to know, is if everything will be ok.
Maybe, because in the end, love is worth it.