...

tears...
...then some more.
...im not even...crying...some water is just spilling out...
it...won't stop.
Okay.

Hm. School, good.
Breanna looked beautiful.
I'm going to formal with Haydn. :) Now i have a reason to go.
See, i was going to go...but not if she went. I didn't want to intrude too much, im really not a home wrecker, although it seems that way.
Sorry.
I'm so freaking sorry.

...why am i always right? I hate it.
Why is it whenver im happy...it goes away.
i want happy. i want to be happy. i want happy to be me...
please.

You are wonderful, she's lucky.
...but why did you hurt me. again?
No, seriously. You said so much stuff.
And...and now it hurts.
it just hurts.

Best friend. x