Two weeks later you'd think it'd hurt a little less.I don't want to eat dinner. I don't want to do this paper I have due tomorrow morning. I don't want to do anything.
I want to go back in time and not go over to his apartment that night. I didn't HAVE to go over, Stacey and I could have hung out anywhere else that night but no, we had to get together over there now didn't we?
It's been a week since Nick and I have spoken and I hate it. I don't want to call him because I'll be bitter and angry and will make it worse than it already is. I just thought I'd have made some progress by now but I'm wrong.
