Someone just knocked on my door and I seriously freaked the fuck out. For no reason. Every time I look at Nick I want to cry. Every time he looks at me I feel like he seems someone that's all fucked up. I feel like a complete failure as a person. I am glad he was there today, though.
Thank you Peanut Butter and Jelly for picking me up from the hospital. Thank you Jared for the sushi calendar and for putting up with me.
Thank you Peanut Butter and Jelly for picking me up from the hospital. Thank you Jared for the sushi calendar and for putting up with me.
Also, you are not a failure as a person. Not at all. Don't ever think that.
[Edited on Feb 27, 2005 10:42PM]