aislin

Rough week. So rough. Home; had to see the boy. I guess I didn't have to talk to him, but it was important to me. And it was better that I had once I ran into him today. It seems that he is COMPLETELY devoid of all emotion. Feeling nothing toward me is a lot more painful and insulting than if he just hated me. Hating me would make sense; I could work with that. My feelings can be summed up as this:

GGGLLLLALELKDDKDKGGHHHHHAGHHCBFFFFFFKKKKKGRRRRRRAAAGGHHHHKKKKKKLLLALAALALHHHVVFFFAAAA LDFKGJFLKGJFLKJRLKRTGGGGRTRRRRAAAGGGGGHHHH FCKYWWWWIIHHHHTTTTYOOOOOODYYYYYYYYIIIIIILVVVVVVYWWWWWW DLKJGLKFJGLKJRTLKJSALNBLKSFGLDFKGJDFGLKSDLKSJDFBLKD

Etc. etc. etc. I wish I had something else to write about.