i'm awake, and no one speaks to me. [d.] is awol yet another night, and i think he's beginning to avoid me. is he afraid? spent the evening at ryry's, and cried tears that i thought i'd already shed for the things in our relationship that I've fucked up.mental note: not a good idea to get drunk with [d.]
mental note number two: also not a good idea to sleep with [d.]
mental note number three: also not a good idea to leave incriminating IM from [d.] open on desktop of puter while boyfriend ryry is over.
i've cried, and now i have scars again. [d.] brought me some neosporin earlier, and bandaids, and sat on the head of my bed talking to me while i reclined like the queen of the world, albeit one who hasn't showered for a few days...
fuck it all. i should call him. i want a hug.