So... my best friend from Drake isn't coming back.

She's been there for me *forever* and I love her to death.

I don't want to pack. I don't want to get ready to go. She's not there and so I'm convinced that school's going to suck. (I spent most of my weekends with her and most weekdays at her house.) I hate...detest... being alone.... yet that's how I'm living. Go me.

I hate this. I know I have Sar and K... but ... it's not the same...not yet. She was like a second me. But one that I could like. I can't imagine liking myself. I'm kind of a blunt bitch.

And now who am I going to compare sex stories with? *sniff*