Ha.Ha.Ha. Jokes on You.
May 23, 2000

I've know Barry almost a year now. He's a great guy. Or was.

He said he loved me. Yeah, so doesn't every other person in this world. I can honestly say I've never had a boyfriend who didn't say he loved me. honestly. I can't say it bothers me. If I said it did bother me, I'd be lying.

However, a week after saying he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, Barry tells me yesterday he's going out with somebody. I'm not jealous. That's not what bothers me. I can't say I shared his dream. I cared about him a lot. Sometimes I believed I loved him. I can't say I feel the same now. I think I wanted to love him to save everything. Our friendship, out relationship. Us.

We got into a disagreement. He keeps saying I've changed. And maybe I did, but what's wrong with that? I moved 3000 miles away from everything. It makes you see things in a different light. He just didn't understand me. Didn't understand how I was broken. He would expect me to be happy all the time and smile and I can't do it.

I just don't see how after only a week somebody is ready to spend their lives with somebody else. It bothers me. It's not just this case that bothers me, it's the whole point all together. Away from the fact.

How can somebody just forget everything they say? Honestly, I've always said he is a whore. This only goes to show what I've been saying all along. He's in it for the fun. That's all. He's a whore.