  Ok, fine. You know what Daniel, I don't care anymore. Go disappear. I understand why, but I don't accept that. You could at least start a useless fight before you run away like a scared little girl. I know you're reading this. My flu is really bad now. I couldn't sleep some of the night, which means I'm a grumpy little sheep this morning. Stevo's trying to get me to stop talking to Will. Honestly, we just talk. (Oh poor Moodster thinks I'm actually falling for another mohaa guy - well yeah, so what? My life. You didn't want me back, so I'm learning to move on. ) Good day. 
