blah.
I'm almost completely packed. I leave at 7 am. I don't feel good all of a sudden. There are 5 parties tonight. 5. I think I want to stay home. I don't want to get any older.
I'm so upset with you. Sucks that that was the last time we will ever speak. But thats your decision I guess. I hate what you didn't do for me.
completely in love.
I'm overwhelmed. Too many emotions. I hate those of you here who are so fucking selfish and were supposed to be my good friends. I hope you rot in this city. god you boys are terrible. see ya. probably not though.