Nate and I talked, alot, over the past like three days. I guess I'll be alright. He wants me to get help and he'll be there with me through it all. That's all I've been asking for, him to show me he cares and he finally has. He also wants me to tell my parents the root of all my problems (only those of you closest to me know what I'm talking about) so that they won't think I'm crazy anymore. I don't think I can do that yet. Ohh well, at least I'm not crying for once.
I love you Nate. Sorry for making things ALOT harder than they needed to be. I'll try to get better, but I'll need your help.
Thanks so much to
Caroline for this totally sweet rendition of the bitch known as Phil Babino.