Imma just take this entry to tell my plan for tomorrow. I'm gonna write a note to Jacki asking what the actual hell happened to our 5 year friendship. I've thought about this for a bit now. This will be my actual last goodbye to her. I'm tired of thinking of how to salvage any mutuality between us. I'm not even trying to become romantically interested in her again. I just want answers, even though I know I won't get them. I'm gonna give it to my classmate who sits with her at lunch and hope it at least makes it into her hands at lunch, Idk if i should sit somewhere else or in my same seat.
This is my last attempt to make her see how wrong she was, And if she knows how wrong she was, then I'll at least try to make her face her decision. I refuse to be passed off as not worth her time anymore.
That's all that really happened for today, my decision making for this event. I wrote it way before I wrote this.
I'm sleeping early tonight. Early still being past my bedtime anyways. I've been happy with Rory yet more and more tired lately. I'll write a much longer entry tomorrow.
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This Is Me
Non-FictionThis will be a journal. My own naturally. All of the events are true. All of the feelings a true. Everything that happens is current. May contain vulgar language or thoughts. But, unfortunately, that's what makes my little life real. Excuse any...in...
