I woke up and my pillow was moist from the tears. I walked downstairs and Joey was gone. Probably filming with one of his other friends. I got some cereal and I sat at the table. I was thinking about last night and then realized my cereal was soggy and I dumped it down the drain. I walked back upstairs and fished my phone out of my hamper and then crashed on the couch to watch some Walking Dead. After crying when Lori died I decided to watch The Big Bang theory to get my mind off things. I sucked it up and checked twitter. Most things said 'lolololol' and 'HAHAHAHAH' but there was much hate calling me ugly and fat and dumb. Ya know hate. I started crying again then just at the perfect moment Joey walked in. Great. I wiped away the tears and tried to stop but he saw. He ran over to me and kept asking 'what's wrong' and 'are you okay' but I just gave him my phone and he saw. He kept saying "I'm sorry" and stuff but I just shrugged and dragged myself upstairs.