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I really hate this feeling.
I hate myself for feeling this way again. I hate the way it sneaks up on me like this and won’t go away. Those feelings are ridiculous.
I’m sorry.
My love for you is always growing
and out of respect for you, I ask that you excuse my need to shoo another woman away.
Is it reasonable? With the instilled fear I have after what happened, sure. But I’m not going to blow it out of proportion.
Please, just forgive me.
I need more Celestial Tension Tamer tea.
She knows you have a girlfriend, right?
I don’t know how I feel.
I miss you.
If there was one person who made me cry yesterday
it was Katie. Saying goodbye in the early hours of the morning was one of the hardest things I have done, and it wasn’t even really goodbye.
I have every intention of seeing you often before I leave, Katie.
And I swear to God, if you don’t show up at my doorstep in Seattle so we can drink lots of tea and have five cats, I will kill you.
Officially graduated from DaVinci Academy of Science and the Arts with more honors than I ever would have expected. I am so grateful for everyone and their years of support.
Graduation tonight.
In a matter of hours, I will be sitting on stage with Valedictorian and Salutatorian, watching my friends and family and giving that stupidly emotional speech. In a matter of hours I will be done with high school and moving on with my life.
I. Can’t. Wait.
I only want you, Devin.
I want you here, with me. I want it to be just the two of us lying under the stars in the mountains or on a beach somewhere.
I miss you.
I hate that I can’t effectively write a speech.
Or at least get feedback. A proofread would have been nice, but everyone is asleep or busy.
I need a life. 
It’s a harsh reality.
