2004-02-26 - 3:26 p.m.
I’ve locked my diary. I don’t want him seeing what I write, right now. Not that he’d actually care –which is the weird thing. Everyone tells me to cut him off a little, make he realise what he’s missing. And I guess that’s good advice cause he wants to feel single.
So for both of us, I’ll stop calling him, and be a little bit busy.
I’ll text him in Friday, wish him good luck on his pulling, stupid bastered.
