May 23, 2004 01:08
I can't do this. I can't live as a part of him. I can't do this. I need to see my family. I need to get away from all this. I need to talk to Brandon. I can't live like this. I'm not living. He's living for me. Its absolutely revolting. He sits there and "apologizes" yet 2 seconds later he's saying things that hurt even more. I thought the banquet would be torture, b/c they'd both be there...but the truth is... I live with the only form of torture that exists in my life. Every sentence, every glance, every commercial I laugh at on tv is criticized. He just sits there and calculates little schemes that I'm supposedly coming up with. I can't live like this. I've been buried in school and drama for the last two months... If I believed in god I'd ask him to grant me liberty for the next two... who do I ask? Who can set me free? - Only the warden right?