October 16th, 2009...

Hi,
I know I've been harsh, I'm really sorry. The truth is I'm only being so mean because you made me sad. I really had some pretty strong feelings for you and you made it seem like yours disappeared on the exact day we broke up.

It makes me sad to listen to acoustic guitar and violin.
It makes me upset when I catch myself moving my hands or singing beats when I'm listening to my ipod in a public place; because you do that too.
I am confused about my life and what to major in and it would be nice to have someone to talk to about it.
I want to barge in and get the mugs I've left up there but I don't know if Kayla will be there. I don't think she's there often? But since that night I think you care more about her than me. Sad, but I wouldn't be surprised if you really liked her because I know you have before...
Sorry I made out with your friend, it was the only way I could think to handle the situation. At least you didn't have to watch...
It makes me sad to think other girls have been in your room now who aren't me. Please don't take my art down!
I want a hug.


I'm unhappy with this situation. I'm afraid to call you and say sorry because it's Thursday night at 2:11 in the morning and I'm sure you're under the influence of something. I also think you owe me an apology as well. Watching the first boy I've dated for more than a month in a very long time make out with a girl who has always been rude and fake to me is not enjoyable. Not to mention you telling me I "didn't have to be there" afterward wasn't exactly a treat. Despite this, I really really hope we can talk about this soon- I miss you.

Hug time now.