So, I'm sitting here in a room I'm renting and thinking about how life changes so strangely. I'm finally with my cat and with a job that makes me happy.
I'm not with any guys yet but I'm starting to think of being with another person. I don't know what's gong to happen. I have so many suitors, all asking me if I'm available.
Sometimes I wonder, it's crazy to think that I'm the hottest thing but I look around a realize I might be cause the hot bitch I see could be ugly on the inside? And there really isn't that many hott girls around, and other ones are taken.
I can't believe how life changes.
I misses the path I was on, but moving on is working out so well.
Do I feel guilty or am I just sad I didn't grieve the same or the way I would have if Jason didn't tell me not to?
I miss my best friend, he broke my heart leaving me here, but I'm doing okay.
I think