WHAT DID I DO? WHAT DID I DO? WHAT DID I DO?

Obviously... I'm nothing. Obviously.

I'm fucking stupid. You're fucking stupid.

I'm dead.

Dear lord, I'm drunk.

Detatch yourself. Please.

It's hurting. I can't win,

Detatch yourself, Sarah.

So... I'm pining, right? For the old stuff... Back in the day. It's my own fault, for going there. I just miss it. I miss it.

It's not available anymore though. I know that.

Besides. I think it's better this way.

I think I'm happy.

*frowns*

Rachel said she was nervous, and that she didn't even think I'd turn up. Part of me wants to know why... I don't think I'm that scary, and I'm certainly not that horrible. Huh. I think that she's very nice... I'm just not sure that she's right for me. But, I don't know what I want right now, so I think I'll just wait and see what happens.