so, things are different. but i will never leave rosie. we talked things over, a lot. things will just be different. happy birthday to geoff. i wish i could be there tonight. things will be better, later.
man. have i really fucked things up, or what?? i don't know what to do, or who to talk to. i feel like there is no right person to confide in right now, and that's a horrible lonely place to be. WAAAAAY confused. yuck.