Tuesday, March 20, 2001

Fuck, I feal more than bad about Harry, I'm getting sick over it. When he called me, I got this big knot in my stomache and got ill. Stupid Stupid Stupid me.

A long time ago Brian told me I had trust issues. I didn't believe him at the time, but I'm starting to. I'd rather be alone than hurt, and I thought I could only get hurt in a relationship.

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