Libby and I stopped being boyfriend and girlfriend last Tuesday. I still don't really understand why. I think it was the decision that has most changed the course of my life, and perhaps hers. It was the decision I've thought about more than any other in my life. And the one I'm still the least sure about.
I once had a problem of not knowing what I wanted. I think I do now, but I also wonder if I somehow systematically undermine the process of getting and finding it. All my little doubts about myself and my life have become certainties.
My house is freezing and not very good for me at the moment. I would go somewhere else, but I don't want to be there either. I might just be sad.
I really need to go and do something I'm good at for a while.
You’re good at being my brother. You can come and do that anytime.
Jem / 2:02pm / 6 June 2006
Oh dude.
But what about that Libby post seven days back?
Wil / 5:25pm / 6 June 2006
That was when it happened.
Ryan / 6:18pm / 6 June 2006
“Libby, I love you.”
“Oh. Ryan, it’s over.”
Willem / 7:03pm / 7 June 2006
Not quite. But sort of, in an odd kind of way.
Ryan / 8:02am / 8 June 2006
Next I’m in Australia, we’ll have beers.
Wil / 5:31pm / 9 June 2006
Fo shizzle.
Ryan / 8:26pm / 9 June 2006
“Fo Shizzle”
Man.
You are upset.
Wil / 8:01am / 10 June 2006