I'm so sick of my life. I can't believe I'm not going to school this quarter, it's a good and a bad thing. I am so discousted with myself, and I hate it.
I wish so much that I wouldn't have to do a transfer degree I hate myself.
He is leaving, and it still hasn't really hit me. Although saying goodbye was hard, I'm not sure why, It feels like I'll wake up and see him again later today.
I hope he isn't sad. I love him, it will be okay. Everything will be okay.