I don't know.

After everything. I don't get the decentcy of a phone call or an email. You get your fucking friend to tell me. Thanks. Really Riley. You made my life and now took it away. How could you? I trusted you. Because you wanted me to. Just like the sex. You wanted to. Its not over now. Not in two weeks, not in a month. Because I know, or hope to whomever makes decisions, that you still love me. Right. That must be true. I hope it is. Because I am a mess. Mom has yelled at me every single day, and I am really starting to feel alone. What would happen now if I died. Would you care. Or just carry on like nothing ever happened. I'm guessing you spent friday with kevin. Another promise broken. What does it matter now. You can kiss kevin all you want, because you no longer have to "deal", with me. I feel so tired. I couldn't sleep. Its getting worse, i have been throwing up daily. Mom told me she is booking another doctors appointment. And btw. I was a fool. I thought I knew you. I was played.