I stopped writing here, and it has to be because everytime I come to this site, it brings up so many feelings from the past 6 months that I am trying to ignore. It reminds me of the tears that would pour out of me as I sat and typed. Words that were true to how I felt at that moment. I met a girl tonight. We were at Arsenal, on Pico. She is cute, her style is of my liking. Our conversation started off quite well. A little chit, a little chat. The conversation ended when this occurred. (see below).

me: Oh, by the way, my name is Alejandro, I don't think I introduced myself.
her: It's ok....My name is Melissa.

I'm going to sleep now.