I also hate the way he's been mean to Robin, in an "I'm going out with Becke you're not mwahahalol" sort of way. He doesn't care, but I still don't think it's nice, as Robin is most likely feeling very mixed up at the moment and the last thing I want to do is to hurt him, or see anyone else hurt him, in any way. You know why? Because I think I still love Robin. In fact, fuck think, I know I do. If I didn't love him, why am I so upset? Why am I still wearing his necklace and carrying his picture in my purse? Why did I cut myself when I knew he wasn't interested in me? Why am I such an emotional fuckwit?
I really, really hate my life at the moment.
- k.s. x