Mood: Cockles On End.
Music: "Sonne" - Rammstein
So, Aryn is definitely not away. Actually had the nerve to message her today, and she seemed happy to have heard from me. Maybe I should just let go of what happened on my birthday those years ago--it's been years, and we've both changed. I know I like myself as a person, and I think I'm kind of neat and of a decent character, but I'm not sure about her yet. Very paranoid.
I mean, I think I'm kind of happy to see her again. Really.
But, then again, I was also happy to see Dylan again. Look where the fuck that went.
Friend had to go to a funeral for one of her friends today, and I just wish I could be there for her in a way and kind of expound the role as "good friend there for her" and whatnot. Very lame.
I am so distracted right now. How gross.
Need to read. God.
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