I stopped over at Scott M——-’s today. I had five pages, printed out, stapled together, in my bag. I was going to give them to him. They were the pages of the entry I wrote right after that whole night with Brandon happened. I wasn’t expecting him to read it and feel bad, I wasn’t expecting anything to change, I was just expecting him to read it in front of all of his buddies, and laugh. Laugh at how pathetic, emotional, and weak I am. I pictured it, him sitting in the middle of his couch, just flipping through the pages and reading off every […]