I would’ve written sooner, but there just hasn’t been anything worth writing about for the last couple of days. Matt hasn’t called yet and I really don’t think he will. The long distance bills are probably too much for his cheap parents to handle. I think I should’ve called him, but now it’s too late. I think he wanted me to call him.
I bought weed off of Chris Wilbur today, and by the smell of it this shit’s potent. It’ll probably knock me on my ass, but I don’t care much. I don’t care much about anything right now. I just wish this hell would end. Does it ever end? Not for me, and not for Sonja. No one can save her and no one can save me.
I was thinking – if I move, Sonja will be destroyed. I’m her only friend and she doesn’t bounce back from things as easily as I do. It doesn’t help that her mother’s schizophrenic. Her life is hell and we’re all deranged. Worst of all, we got stuck at Kenston. Kenston is crazy, the people are all stuck in some fantasy world somewhere…they are gone. Not like me. I live in an “insane insane crazy world. I live in a world where my my memory of happiness sends me into states of depression and longing.
No one can top Rob. He was the best boyfriend I ever had and yet I trampled on him. Before I move I would like to say goodbye to him.
As for David…well, I will never say goodbye. I will just leave him hanging. I’ve told no one that I might be moving except Sonja, so no one will know where I’ve gone when next year rolls around. I’ll tell Sonja to tell everyone that I’m missing – that one day I went into the woods and I never came back, they never found my body and I left all of my personal belongings here. No one will know, and everything will be a mystery.
Fun.
just ignore me... 
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