It is almost 4 o'clock in the morning and I just can't seem to fall asleep. Paul, Alex, and John spent the entire day trying to cheer me up: we went to breakfast, went to see THE RUINS, went to the mall, went to Oil Can Harry's, and I am wiped out!
I've tried to put on my "happy face" for them, but this hurts so bad and I feel so stupid. This relationship with Quilter has hurt so many people. I feel like I've let down everyone, but I just can't seem to get Quilter out of my mind--which is sad because I know I'm not on his mind nor do I think he ever cared for me. I was just a distraction.
I'm sorry guys.