Last night was so freaking great and made me so freaking happy. And I mean because he talked to me like he cared. Not because he said I was sexy and all that. Nice bonus, but I would have been just as happy without. But he wanted to talk to me! It felt so good. Why couldn't he have stayed that way? It was like he acted back when I was happy. Why did he have to go back to being crappy again today? Just another turn of the knife.
Speaking of, I'm off to play with the art blades. Oh, and to do my art project I guess.
1230am
SO FUHKING DEAD!
I CANNOT BELIEVE HIM!
I HOPE HE FUHKING ROTS IN HELL!
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