1:39 AM
It's late. I can't sleep. It's just my first night at Candice's house. I turned off The Real World marathon in hopes of some sleep, but it's not happening. It's too fucking hot. I'm sweaty and I can't get comfortable, and my tooth is killing me...
I don't really want to write. I don't want to talk about what's going on.
I'm going to Spanish Fork tomorrow. Not planning on contacting Matt. He's not talking to me... I hope he's okay.
I'm so fucking tired. My tooth hurts... Stupid thing. I miss Matt.
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