2002-03-23 - 2:59 a.m.

i�m a little drunk right now. so all defenses down. i�m really hurt. mission accomplished. if you used me. that�s okay. i would have done it anyway. just because i miss you. i know i�m not supposed to write about you anymore, but since your last diary entry was completely dedicated to me, i think i�m entitled. i think i�ll probably just go to sleep soon. but before i go to sleep. chris if you read this, i don�t want you to hurt. and maybe you�re not hurting. maybe you�re just pissed. but i haven�t spoken to you, which is what i thought you wanted, but maybe what you want is to make sure i�m hurting too. so if we�re going to go that far back and say remember who did what. you fucked up first. i fucked up the friendship. you fucked up us. you made me hurt first. who was it that sat around for an entire summer worrying about your ass? and who treated me like i didn�t exist? i�m going to sleep.

baah