well, i guess that just proves it, huh? no letter arrived, though it doesn't come as a suprise. i never expected her to. it wouldnt suprise me if she still reads this, also wouldnt suprise me if her parents check it occasionally to make sure she's not having any contact with me. controlling bastards, get off my fucking journal, you're not welcome on here. so no comments is understandable, but i think it's pretty clear that she was lying anyway, otherwise it would've been no problem to do as i requested. i don't like it when people lie to me Anyway, as christmas draws near, everything's got very fuckin' cold. i've spent most days wrapped up in my dressing gown if i'm not locked up in my room (sat right next to the radiator). even then, i'm still wearing two, sometimes three, layers of clothing. i really hate the cold...