New?? No Thanks.

And so, with a movie, a smoke, some Stride, and a Monster, my day begins.

I realize that no one else will read this, and for that I am kind of grateful. Then it will almost be like a diary because no one knows.

No one knows. Isn't that fitting?? This whole blog thing, no one cares about it. Just like the rest of my life. No one cares if I get up in the morning or if I just roll over and sleep for a thousand years. No one cares if I earn money and continue school or if I just shrivel up and die in the corner with a book in my hand. No one cares if I keep loving him. Especially him.

I'm sure over the days, or hours, or even minutes that I frequent this internet diary I will end up telling the whole rampant story of Justin and I.

But of course, no one cares.

So I guess this will just be a story for me. To read over and cry over.

Because I'll be the only one that cares.

Like always.

So sweetly she bade me adieu,

I thought that she bade me return.