All I can really remember is slipping into my second hour and putting in my headphones, once again 'Weightless' by Washed Out, and everything dragged to a stop around me. My thoughts constantly revolved around him, some thoughts were positive, some were extremely negative to say the least. Everything felt heavy, I felt heavy, my eyes felt heavy, my backpack felt like the world was on my shoulders. I lost about 10 pounds from starving, but he refused to let me starve since he sat in front of me every day while I threw my full plate away. I still dont go a day without thinking about him, and I cant tell if I hate him or if I still love him.
