One day. When I have enough money to buy me a wonderful camera. I'm going to take a picture a day. Of something beautiful I see. If I don't see anything beautiful...than I have just wasted a day of my life. As you can see, I have a fear of not being able do or see things. And I scared I'm going to spend the rest of my life comparing every guy I meet to a celebrity. And I want to get that celebrity out of my head. I want to live my life again. But no...he's stuck. Stuck stuck stuck. I don't know. See! I started off with my idea of the picture a day. And ended up with. Him. Well, might as well know his name. Logan Wade Lerman. Fml. I feel stupid. A guy I've never met. Ugh. This is not like me. But I've fallen hard for this guy. My friend made me watch all his movies/interviews. What nots. It's hard not to fall for him. He doesn't know I exist anyways. Me? A smart school going Asian with normal EVERYTHING. I'm as average as it gets. He wouldn't even like me. He's a movie geek. I'm just a girl from a small town in ALABAMA. Oh well. I'm off to watch movies. My story isn't much of anything. I suggest reading in a British accent. It makes me feel superior. But good day.
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My thoughts are filled of shitastic shit.