I'm pretty sure I either have a stalker or a secret admirer. I don't need or want this because Im still going through my emotions of Sam leaving. The flowers are nice but not necessary. I just wish people would leave me alone.
I hate it here. I hate what my life has become in a matter of days. What am I supposed to do? How can I even think of just starting over? I was engaged but none of that matters without Louis here. Or Chuck. Or my family. I don't have anything but Serena. Does she even understand? How do I even talk to her about this? I miss New York. I miss home. I miss my old life.
How do you all even live like this?
Private to Serena Can you just smother me in my sleep and be done with me?
So with Thanksgiving being a friends thing instead of a family thing, how many people are going to need a timetable to keep track of every party they're supposed to visit?
Hey, I don't even know if it's true on how you might still be around here, but I heard you were at some point. So I figured I would send a message out with some hopes of knowing if you're here or not. If you're here, are you alright?