How is it fair that I stay home alone on New Years Eve?
How is it that he's out with his friends having a good time?
Why did I do this to myself?
Why did I let his life come before mine? In the respect that his friends became my friends, his life was my life.
Now that he's out of the equation, I'm left alone. Miserable.
The only company I have is my cat Harley who now belongs to Shane.
I hate being alone.
9:09 p.m. - December 31, 2005
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