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Jan 16, 2007 22:43

I'm not going to bother with you anymore. I don't need the extra thought. I have enough right now as it already is. I'm not going to wait for your phone calls. I'm not going to think about you. And what would it be like if it were different? It's not different. It's like this. I won't think of you when I'm in some shithole. I will not bother to find stamps to send letters. It's a living lie. To pull myself through your studied indifference, is to be insulted by pain. A pain that cannot teach or strengthen. Only a pain that messes with your guts. I'm throwing you out of my thoughts. You'll only hurt me anyway.

Look at them and see them. Not yourself in them. Exhaustion level is extreme. Body pain all the time. Non stop schedule. It's my will power as well as clarity and mind that gets me through.

The time will pass unnoticed.
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