A few minutes ago I was mad as heck, but now it's calmed down and is probably still there, but hiding. It's mostly been replaced with helplessness. I don't know what to do. I went into town, but Gavin wasn't at home. I thought about calling Isaac and just ranting, but I know he's at work and now I'm not even sure I want to tell anyone. The only person that knows, surprisingly enough (except for possibly Gavin and Aaron) is my brother Oscar. He was at home when everyone else left, so he knew I went into town, and when I got back I was so pissed that I told him part of it. Basically, he knows everything I put on the blog earlier - except for how much I'm fretting over it. Which is weird, because he is generally the last person (besides my dad) who I would tell things.
I don't even know what to do right now. We texted for a few minutes this morning. He said he would call when he got off work. He didn't. I know he isn't at work anymore. The only thing I've heard from him since this morning was a short text when I said I was coming over to house, and if he didn't say anything I would take it as permission. He texted back and said he wasn't at home. He didn't say another word after that. I called him and he didn't pick up; I texted and he didn't reply. I've got no clue what to do next. I barely even care now if he changes his mind. I just want to understand.
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