Here you stand seething with guilt ( Read more... )

I don't know what the hell is going on. Aida got mad and called me a bitch today. I told her that hurts when she says things like that to me. And I just didn't want her to be mad at me. So I was talking to her online, and she said she didn't want to talk about it. I asked her if we could talk and she said she didn't feel like it (nothing new ( Read more... )

I couldn't sleep last night. I kept waking up, looking over to see no one lying next to me. I would start to remember how every night Aida and I would sleep together since I've been up here. And now, she is sleeping next to someone else... literally. It's kind of hard to believe, but she actually sleeps with this guy in his bed at his apartment ( Read more... )

This place rings with echoes of ( Read more... )

Well, I finally caught Aida online earlier today. I asked her if I could see her. At first she was hesitant, but then she said I could go hang out with her in Gibran's room with Gibran, Josh, and Walberto. But I just kept asking if I could see her alone. She finally agreed to meet me in front of Taylor, where Gibran lives. She said she had ( Read more... )

How sad is it that I keep coming back to talk to a fucking internet journal. That's how fucking miserable I am without Aida. I started feeling a bit hungry today, so I went get some chick-fil-a. Not even half way through the meal I just started feeling sick. I can't eat. I get hungry, but I can't eat. I'm getting physically sicker. My mouth ( Read more... )

So I decided to actually go to class today, hoping that I would see Aida in it. I just thought maybe at least just seeing her would make me feel better. She wasn't in the class. But on the way back, I ran into her. She was hanging out in Gibran's room I guess. We talked a little. I told her I miss her, and how I just keep thinking about the ( Read more... )

Today is a new day. But I still don't fucking feel any better. I haven't anything, except crackers last night. Thanks for the crackers Eric. I couldn't even fucking sleep right. I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last night twice, then went to sleep. But I kept waking up like every hour. I would get up, check my email, look out ( Read more... )

WILL SOMEBODY FUCKING SET ME ON FIRE!!!

"44. Caliber Love Letter"

Sifting through weathered photo albums ( Read more... )

So I haven't posted in a long ass time, but here it is without further-due ( Read more... )