Just can't study. Fighting with A. Regretting moving in here. Going to sleep at Rob's I think. I can't believe how much I miss him. If I regret it so much, was it a mistake to break up? I don't believe in love anymore, even modern psychology says it doesn't exist. A. bitterly points out that hanging with Rob prob isn't good for him, but i'm just so desperate to survive, that I almost don't care enough, just enough selfish apathy to run away from my hatred. I couldn't bear not to survive.