Dear diary,

I'm sick of this...
I feel so sad and depressed.
Is it because of D?
I'm just sick and tired of "loving" him.
I'm not getting anything back.
It's not like he's just gonna fall in love with me.
What-the-fuck-ever.

I told Brittany that I was going into D withdrawal.
It is so hard to get off the drug.
I feel all sad and stuff 'cause I don't have the drug anymore.
No more highs, never ever.
God, I miss loving him, but it's so freakin' pointless to.

I've had enough of this.
I want someone to love me back.
This one-sided crap is so old.
I just wanna cry now...

I just want him to notice me or something.
Maybe I can change his mind,
And he'll notice me alone,
And come talk to me.
So I stand here.
All by myself and trying to look all lonely.

Hell no it didn't work!
I just feel so left out.
But I want to talk to him,
And see if that little tiny spark of I-love-him fire will ignite again.
He never looked at me,
Never said a single word to me.
He just left me there while he talked to someone else.

Am I the only one here standing by myself?
Is everyone else just dawdling and talking to their friends?
But at least they're all in one big group,
Not left out like me,
Leaning against the stupid fence,
And looking at the ground,
Hoping against hope that D will talk to me,
Greet me in French like he always does to other people,
Just not me.

Do something.
To me.
Come on.
Please?

What the fucking hell?
This is so messed up.
Just leave me alone, D.
You goddamn drug...
I've had enough of you.