Hat

That's all I have type in the contact box, in order to choose to send Bethany a message.

I'm doing well with the aftermath, but not the best I could be. I'm checking every time I hear a bleep, to see if it's her logging on. I'm looking at her blog every hour or two. I'm constantly thinking of her. I'm strugling.
I think I'm creepy now.

Sure, there are reasons why I think we failed. I rushed things with her, I showed her too much of who I try not to be, I started acting like her friends, we began to drift. All this set aside, I still tried to make things work.
Please let me know what happened, so I can improve on the meatbag I am, kay?

Anyway, that's kind of off my chest, I'm feeling a little lighter. Let's get into other issues, and happenings in my life.
Shitmas, five/six days away. I'm hoping to do something with drifter kids, who see Shitmas in a similar light as myself.
Even worse, is Rachels wedding, just a day away. Sure, she's happy, and probably shaking in her booties about it all, but it's making me sick. I'm kind of thankful I got kicked out when I did, so thank you, meatbag-whore. I would have left the second you set a date, you saved me the trouble of waiting, you filthy ho-bag.

Uh, I'm getting back into my bass, kind of. I'm not playing it on a regular basis or anything, just as a release. I'm considering buying an accoustic.

One last thing, I'd like to thank Kieran Weinart, Hannah Templeton, Matthew Muth and Sam Williams for being there for me, over the past two days. Things could have been worse if you guys weren't there for me, even though I did want to be alone.
Love.