You know it's days later right now but I seem to remember waking up at 3 and being bored till Steve came over, hours later. Really lonely. We ate lobster, I got in a fight with my general family and as usual he took there side. I got mad at him, very mad. He keeps telling me to be nicer, be less rude. I tell him all he ever wants me to do is change. I cry a lot. We watch 1000 ways to die.