Dreaming Tom has proposed. We are in a shop looking at bridesmaid dresses for the girls. All around us are men’s suits. I choose some that I dislike, then realise that if Tom likes them, that will be the colour scheme we will have, as Tom always chooses what he wants. The colour is burgundy, which I hate. I realise that I haven’t even told him if I want to marry him, yet we are choosing wedding stuff. I am going along with it as I feel I have…
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Change
Susie called me a bitch, and I have to agree with her. She was talking about how people change, and she said that I’ve changed so much over the last couple of years. She said I’ve gone from being really fun, outgoing, easygoing, funny, not caring what anyone thought in a carefree kind of way,…