It still feels like Halloween. It doesn't matter though. My halloween wasn't worth anything. I'm so tired of being alone. I miss the boy I love. I miss everything. I hate being here. Its just not worth my time. I have class too early tommorrow/today. Its in less than 8 hours now. I'm waiting for that boy to call me back. I'm glad he's having a good time. Maybe I'm just jealous. Some boy told me I'm breaking hearts. I don't think so. No one says a word to me. No one cares. I'm too drunk to care I suppose. But not drunk enough in my opinion. Go ahead, delete this. It doesn't matter any more. I'm so tired of being alone. I miss being loved. If you've found someone to love, don't let them go. Don't let them move across the country as you move in the opposite direction. I'll never meet any one I love more. It'll just never happen.