Dissapointment.
I'm not sure what I was expecting. I mean, in my first post I wrote how I was writing to no one and I guess that's been proven. I don't think anyone reads this journal. Hell, if I saw it randomly I would think whoever was writing it was nuts. I guess I just wanted to know someone out there knew me. Or knew my thoughts. Face isn't surprised at all. She has her own journal but at least some people comment on it or read it. I kinda feel alone here.
Today I saw Jenn. She's been one of my best friends since grade 8. When we said goodbye she started to make me cry. I'm going to miss her more than I thought I would. I mean, before she was just across town when I needed her, now...she's going to be hours away from me. I knew I should have convinced Face to hang out with her more often.
I'm sad now...
I'm going to go get stoned. That'll help.
Today I saw Jenn. She's been one of my best friends since grade 8. When we said goodbye she started to make me cry. I'm going to miss her more than I thought I would. I mean, before she was just across town when I needed her, now...she's going to be hours away from me. I knew I should have convinced Face to hang out with her more often.
I'm sad now...
I'm going to go get stoned. That'll help.