When people choose a person over you and then when they have no one else they come running back to you. No, fuck you. Fuck you for not being there for me when I needed you. fuck you for never making an effort to see me because you had someone else
In 1998, I moved into a room on the first floor of Campbell Hall, a dorm that was perched along the Raritan River in a tucked away corner of the Rutgers University campus in New Brunswick, New Jersey.
I don’t remember what room number I had, but if memory serves correct, I did spend a lot of time in room 109. That’s the room down the hall where my friend Katie Dippold lived.