Update-worthy stuff has happenned, but I haven't thought of an interesting way to write it down yet. I'm just here because, after ten hours of partying, I am extremely lonely and I don't know why. This is what I do now when I'm lonely - turn to the almighty internet for salvation. I haven't figured out yet whether or not it works.
Molly and Emma found out that I have this diary, and I know it won't be hard for them to find it if they really want to read it. I don't want them to read it. There's a lot of stuff here that I don't want them to know, but mostly I don't want them to know that Adam broke my heart the way he did. I lied to everyone and said I was fine. No one knows how weak I really am, and I like it that way.
It's late. I should try to sleep. Actual update tomorrow, probably.
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