But I was too busy having fun to bother with the computer.
My boyfriend, Matt Sloan, with whom I was rapidly falling in love . . . died yesterday morning at Bonnaroo music festival, shortly after getting off the phone with me. My world is upside down. I was so sure he was the one . . . now I don't know what I'll do.
And one of the worst things is that none of my friends or family had met him yet. We shared so much, but it is like he never existed. I'm a mess. A horrible mess.
I need so desperately to see that beautiful smile. This is so wrong.