fuck, I love Gerry. I'm so glad that he was there last night.

I think I was still in shock this morning, and was still crying..

if I don't think about it then I just don't cry about it as much, but when I do.. I fucking bawl my eyes out.


Fuck I'm such a creeper, I can't believe I have Gerry added on facebook, from the cops.

I feel so embarassed about last night still. I was such an idiot.

fuck, I don't know where my purse is right now! I called the police station and they don't have it, and I called the towing company and they say that they don't usually pick up things like that. SO fuck.


I just want to see the car right now, and I just want everything back to the way it was.


I want my car, and I want my dignity.

I want to re-do that whole night.

because it was such a good day. And if so many things had gone differently that could have been avoided.

I blame myself for being so reckless.

But fuck, I ruined myself. I really did.

I don't know, I feel like such an idiot. I really do. I feel like I had lost everything in that car.

but hopefully not. I really hope the towing place didn't steal anything. AND I really wish taht my parents weren't such assholes about shit that like. They're so fucking pessimistic, fucking have some trust in peopole.. fuck. I REALLY HOPE THEY DIDN'T STEAL MY SHIT.


fuck... I really wish that night hadn't happened.. I feel so stupid, and embarassed. But only cause' gerry was there.

fuckkkk I'm an idiot.

seriously.

I can't even believe it happened. Seriously I can't. I just want to be angry at myself. I just want to be with Gerry.


it's funny how fast I get over people, like Ross.

seriuoslly. There's gotta be something wrong with me.