*sigh* So... My mother went through my personal journal. Yeah... My handwritten one... And she found out about me and Jessica. ...And Jessica STILL got to spend the night again after we told her that we were straight and made a stupid decision. And we couldn't sleep in the same bed... But it's all good. Yesterday, before my mom found out, Jessica got very upset when she saw the scars on my arm because she had never seen those before. "Those look fresh," she said. I tried to walk home but ended up crying on her instead. So it turned out okay... I'm feeling a little... Strange about something else now... How am I supposed to feel? Hm... Well... Her girlfriend broke up with her... And I... >_< Oi. I DON'T KNOW! I REALLY DO love JH, and AS thinks that she's somehow destroying it, and she's not. I worry about her... I really do. I HAVE TO MANY FEELINGS. Maybe I wasn't meant to love. Ever. *sigh* "And in saying you loved me, made things harder at best... And these words changing nothing... As your body remains. And there's no room in this hell... There's no room in the next. But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?"