It's Summer time again. Usually this time of year is very exciting and carefree. But not this year. I haven't really been doing anything except spending all my time at Levi's house watching all the skinheads get high.
I spent all Thursday night with Travis. Kind of like a going away thing. I love that kid. We got drunk one last time and watched corny horror movies.
Last night Nick, Nikki, and Julian picked me up for Nicole's hotel party. It was lame and there was word about it getting busted, so we deuced. Then we went back to Nick's and passed out.
Justin still hasn't said a word to me. I don't understand how out of NO WHERE, he can be such a jackass. The way he reacted was so cruel and heartless. We weren't even fucking dating yet, who the hell is he to tell me that I can't smoke?! And the hypocritical baastard goes and buys a sack the next day. Whatever. I'll never understand guys. I'm really getting sick of getting my hopes up just to end up hurt. I don't know how much more I can take of this. I don't think people know what they're doing to me by fucking with my head like this. I'm so delicate, and people just don't get that.