so im sitting up in my room. getting high. feeling sorry for myself. kris had ditched me. i had to work. etc. i hear the dog barking and the doorbell ringing. its none other than tim burba. im surprised because he showed up out of nowhere. even though i know it was prolly just for sex. because his valentine wouldnt have sex with him. but it makes me feel good that he was thinking of me. plus we didnt get to have sex on valentines day last year. it took everything i had not to cry. i wasnt sad though. just tears of joy. sometimes, he amazes me. * * * then work sucked and my dad yelled at me over nothing. and here i am again, feeling absolutely worthless. but its just that one thing, that one moment that i feel loved that is helping me get through this day, that would otherwise of sucked complete ass.