I sent Scott a message last night, asking if Andrew was okay and if he'd heard from him. He said yes.

The good: knowing he's alive and safe and mostly taken care of.

The bad: knowing he's ignoring because he does, indeed, hate me.

The ugly: feeling like its all my fault.

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So Andrew and I got approved for an apartment in Lompoc. Our move in date is May 1st, and we plan on spending the night there on that date. Even if we have to sleep on an air mattress and live out of boxes for a while, we are definitely moving in ASAP. Some of my pirate buddies are going to help us move around May 3rd, which is a Friday. We're ( Read more... )

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