Something is wrong with me and Devin. I can still feel it. Tonight I asked him on the phone if we were okay, and we said yeah. But he didn't sound too sure of that. jkdfskldsjfldsfs. I hate this. I'm so scared that something's going on that I don't know about. It seems like we don't talk about certain things as much as we used to. Fuck. This can't be good. I can sense it getting worse already. I hope this gets better, a lot better. For the past week, my wish on 11:11 has been for things to get better and to see him soon. But that still hasn't come true. (Gee, thanks to the person who grants the wishes made on 11:11. Who is that anyway)? Whatever, I don't understand how this seems so easy for other people, going to different schools. Argh, me and him never have our "I love you" "No, I love you more" fights anymore. I miss them =[. I don't know, I'm being paranoid lately. And oh yeah. I had another one of those nightmares last night. This one was I was doing a dance recital. And I was on stage. And I looked out into the audience and saw Devin with this girl he's friends with at his school. And he was holding her hand or something. And in my dream I started crying. Then I woke up crying. That wasn't cool.