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So the past week has been hectic to say the least. I moved out of the the pink house and into an apartment with Steve. I've been working alot. Going out to Asylum the past two nights and basically just been real busy. Lots of shitty stuff going in my life too, but this is the life I've chosen I must deal with it. Even if it fucking kills me on the inside. And it definitely is killing me. I've never felt so alive.