Well he's moving back to Ohio and i'm a mess. I know I shouldn't be but I am. I know that he's still going to love me and we'll still talk and all that but I can't just run to him whenever I want and have him hold me. I guess it's better for him because he'll be happy at home and he'll be safe. He deserves that so I guess I should be happy. But it's so hard to be happy when your awake all night thinking about him. I didn't go to bed untill 6 last night. I even took my sleeping pill and it didnt make me tired at all. Well stress stress stress. This is extra stress to add to my insane amount of stress that I already have. Well I am on house arrest for God knows how long. My mom caught me sneaking out to see him. When I walked into my room and turned on my light she was there fucking asleep in my bed. ERRRR. and now she knows that I smoke Jacks. Fuck it I dont even care anymore. I just need to get out of this house. I swear she's driving me crazy. I've even started seeing my therapist again because I can't handle it. God damnit i'm gonna miss that boy. I dont think im going to be sleeping for awhile. Which is fine by me. I hate sleeping. Hmm maybe thats why im an insomniac. FUCK. I wish he didn't have to go. Well I guess I'll just have to cherish the few days that I had him here. Those couple days can give me enough memories to last a lifetime. Sorry this entry is so long. I'll be done with it now. It's time to say goodbye and let go of the things that hurt. Goodbye