Coming here has really become some kind of wake up call for me. I have been living within the corners of Mystic Falls, Virginia all my life. I haven't left, EVER! Now that I finally have, it gives me a kind of joy that I couldn't express. Though it's sad how the people around the city are.
That douche bag guy I bumped onto was so full of himself! How dare he say that I don't know him? Who is he for me to know anyway? He is no Channing Tatum for me to smolder over. Then there's this Matt thing! It's very frustrating. On one part, because I have this beautiful gown that he gave me, which I really want to wear by the way! But I shouldn't because he's not my sugar daddy! I am not a whore! Then on the other hand, I am not even interested in him that way.
Matt is adorable and he is an amazing guy, but I don't. I just don't. Why couldn't he see that? Or why couldn't anyone see that? Are the people of NOLA really that blinded by the atmosphere of this city?
Anyway, I'm just really kind of hoping that things would go better, starting with the Mikaelson's Ball. Oh dear! I hope Matt thought this through!
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