Mood: So this is heartbreak.



God damn. What a way to start a vacation. I leave for Ontario tomorrow. 2 days driving.

My best friend, Danika, sent me a message on nexopia today. She said that her and Adrian were drunk when they had a sleepover without me, and supposedly didnt know what they were doing, and that they almost made it the whole way.

Holy shit. It feels like someone stuck a sword with rings on the edges into my chest and tried to rip it out again. </3 So this is heartbreak. I dont care if they were drunk, they still know what they did. And I feel even shittier because they both probably loved it. She told me not to tell him I knew, because they agreed not to tell because they were afraid of me getting pissed at them.

And an hour, a Led Zeppelin record later, I am fucking mad. I had these weird thoughts, like they could have planned that. Because they knew my mom wouldnt let me go over to Adrians. I shouldve known, they're both horndogs.

Fuck. I am never going to cry over a guy ever again. I swear it now.

Anyway, I'm going to Thunder Bay over the next two days. Long drive, with my entire family crammed into a car. Yeah, it'll be a pain in the butt. But at least I wont have to deal with Danika telling me over and over again that shes sorry and feels sick with guilt. I dont even know if I wanna work at DQ after this.

I found a picture of me and Adrian from Rafter Six. I cant even look at him now. I dont even know what to say. I wanna tell Danika that shes a whore and a bad friend for that. I just wanna tell Adrian I liked him alot and that I dont anymore. But I cant. Jesus christ.

I dont even know if I want Danika to come camping with me. What do you say to your best friend after something like that? 'Way to go, you almost got laid with my crush'?