I go for a prom dress at the first week of April.
I want to wear a short dress. I'm NOT letting my scars stop me from that, unless of course I fall in love with a long dress.
I'm buying my first pair of shorts since elementary school this summer if I find a pair that looks good on me. I'm NOT Letting my scars stop me. Self image maybe.
But I just cut again. My one last hoorah before my mom sees my thighs and I can't anymore. I'll tell her that they're from before I sent her...

It's been a pretty long weekend so far, but I've had fun. A lot of you guys have bugged me for prom pictures, and I promise I will get them up before the weekend is out. Today I desperately want to rest, because I've had way too much fun.

Prom was nice, but the DJ was horrible. Nothing but rap all night, and the entire dance floor was just a bunch of dry humping. So, Jon and I found a few of our friends and went out to the balcony to relax and have fun together. I was becoming irritated...