Titans Together!

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.

HELLFIRE DOES..

Dear Quilter,

Wow! It was so great to see you and Bi-Sexual Boyfriend at the bar last night. I wonder if he knows you've still been calling me up and telling me that you loved me? You couldn't take your eyes off of me--and I don't blame you! The text message today was priceless! Paul and I were laughing! Did you really think I was going to meet you for breakfast? Geez, you are an idiot and a coward, 'cause only a PUSSY sends a text telling someone not to call them ever again. Hey! No no wonder Bi-Sexual Boyfriend is with you! You're a PUSSY and that's what Bi-Sexual Boyfriend likes to eat! In case you're wondering, dear readers, I am a meat eater ONLY! Here's some advice for the future:

1. Stop wearing that fucking white pirate shirt! You look like a HUGE dipshit with that shirt and feathered hair.

2. Invest in Long John Silver's! Your man likes fish.

3. Don't say the following: Honey, girlfriend, or dear heart. You sound totally gay.

4. Your brother is SUPER cute. I hope to meet him.

5. Anal Leakage. Need I say more?

PAUL'S HOUSE

Dear Paul,

Thank you for letting me spend the weekend at your apartment while you are with Chris. Please hide all of your kinky sex pictures, whips, toys, etc--because I have the feeling it will be a really long weekend and I will be bored out of my skull. Thank you!

THE FUTURE IS NOW!

Dear Quilter,

Not that you ever took the time to figure out that I love comic books, but I do. Every Wednesday is "comic store day" and I get to leave my ordinary life for one filled with cosmic warriors and legendary battles. A lot of people will say that I'm too old to be reading comics (and you're probably one of them!), but I don't care. No matter what, I will always be me and no one can take that from me. You've been calling me a lot lately--telling me you FINALLY ended things with Bi-Sexual Boyfriend and that you love me. How can I believe you after all the lies and bullshit? I look over at ________ and wonder if maybe things are still workable. He never minded my comic books.

Black Queen's Logic

Alex! I found this picture of you!