Feel sick. Really, really sick. I just know when I go back to my room I'm just going to break down again.. And there's no-one to talk to about it. I can't trust anyone taht lives in this place, they all spread stuff and I just.. I can't deal with it all on my own.. Sky's there, but I just.. I don't know.. It's just more dumping and she'll be shocked if I cry on the phone to her and stuff.

I don't know.. I'm just slipping down again If Connor leaves me, what will i have left? I need him