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All arguements seem to revolve around Tool and ice cream. Which isn't really what's wrong but if I could figure out what's wrong I'd bring it up. Not look at you while I talk and tell you I feel like a fuck-buddy when your always late, never call, just don't show up. I'm so tired of your lack of actions to back up your loud words. Don't appologise to me anymore, it's become empty now. Drowning in your magic over-the-top imaginary world and I want to crawl into dark corners, be alone and listen to godspeed. Knowing that if I leave now I'll leave the best time I've ever had. I have nothing to fall back on but my solitude and quiet stubborness.




I should probably explain to Todd that I don't travel well. I get really depressed and get sick and loose a LOT of weight. It's happened every time I've gone anywhere (except Italy)....


On a better note, I think I might get a nifty apartment. It's expensive though.
I talked my insurance agent into leaving my accident off my record... That saves me about a grand a year.... Which leaves me with almost night to worry about and I STILL haven't slept in days....