its currently 3:37 AM. Earlier I waved my parents goodbye, they are going on a business trip for a couple of months. I have the whole house to myself, which thank god. I’m so exhausted.

my eyes are red and sore, my cheeks hurt and are tear stained. To think of it, I haven’t slept in days. It’s been a few weeks since the shooting at school, and my PTSD has only gotten worse.

my girlfriend, who is like a goddess to me. She has been helping me a lot. I keep having nightmares, and I’m craving her touch. Her touch is all I need. I pick up my cellphone and dial her number, tears still prickling at the corner of my eyes. Desperate for her to answer