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So today I finally got something more than bullshit text messages. I got the truth from the horses mouth. That's what I get for asking how shit's been. I know that things work out the way they do for a reason and blah blah blah CRAP. But fuck, just once, I'd like to get things MY way, sans the begging. I'm way too easy with people. Bullshit! I'm officially irate. How low can one person sink? How long will it take for them to drown once they do sink? I really would like to know. This way I don't have to worry about anything that happens in between here and then.
9:37 P.M. New Text Message - Satan Herself "Your phone is busy." It's like that for a reason, you shit.
9:47 P.M. 1 Missed Call - Satan Herself Take a hint.
My neighbor got some shocking news today. I don't think either of us deserve the hits we've taken in the past 24 hours. He's obviously not feeling well about it so I've gotta take him out to a bar. Sometimes it's possible to drink away your sorrows. We'll see how it goes.
Fuck.
9:37 P.M. New Text Message - Satan Herself "Your phone is busy." It's like that for a reason, you shit.
9:47 P.M. 1 Missed Call - Satan Herself Take a hint.
My neighbor got some shocking news today. I don't think either of us deserve the hits we've taken in the past 24 hours. He's obviously not feeling well about it so I've gotta take him out to a bar. Sometimes it's possible to drink away your sorrows. We'll see how it goes.
Fuck.