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Messed Up.
7:12 p.m. on 2005-06-11

I'm in a bit of a weird mood.

I've been reading back most of Hannah's old diary entries, and I just ache to have the old her back.
It almost brings me to tears when I think about it.

But I know she can't be that person again.

She can never change.

What's worse is Naddy has randomly gone offline, so I have no one here to stop me going under.

Argh, why am I even bothering thinking about it? About her?

I blocked her last night.

I read back all the things she's written about how she couldn't live without me. About how I mean everything to her. About how I'm her world.

I just think to myself, were they lies?

I think I should go out with Mike tonight. Get totally pissed.
If Naddy doesn't come back soon I will.

I miss Sam, too. I've been such a fucking asshole to him recently, and I don't even know why.
I love him to bits, he's such a sweetheart. Then I find myself shouting at him and flipping out, and I don't even know why.

Feeling really messed up.

Lost ||In The|| Chaos