I am being so irresponsible.
I have a paper to write on King Henry IV Part 1 but instead I am writing this blog in the laundry room in Founders.
It's been a really hard day. And I need to remember that my works I've been attempting to use are not going to heal this broken heart. But God CAN and WILL.
I drove to Taco Bell at 11pm in the pouring rain. It only stressed me out more. I can't help but feel like I just lost my best friend (because I did) and the only person I've ever been in love with (because I did) and that even my attempts to lose this feeling through non-contact will have me reading his blog EVERYDAY (because I will).
I hate myself.
I'm sorry for changing.