||[Jul. 29th, 2005|02:09 pm]
I'm torn, I guess I don't quite know what I want anymore. I've wanted him for so long and now that I have the chance to have him I just feel like I'm seriously gonna fuck up something that can really be good. And good things don't come to be easily. Things are changing, bad things are happening and now I have to deal with them. I think everything is my fault, and if they aren't, they're at least partly my fault.
Travis, i'm a terrible friend and for everything I'm sorry! I truely am and at all costs I will make it up to you I promise.
Quinn, I know I said I'd see you something this week but something's come up, something that can't wait. Sorry...but I will see you soon promise :)
-Jepha, wishing he had some drugs to numb the pain.