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Ok, so I talked to Jeremy and came to the conlcusion that I move in with him. I figured that I could get a job up in his area, be able to pay partial rent, and go to school at the same time, when fall comes. I can't stand being treated like I'm 15. I spent months away from home; no rules, no curfews, no AUTHORITY. Gah, I also think that if I do move in with Jeremy, things might be better between me and him. Lately, I've realized that even though he's in CA now, it's like things are the same as they were before he moved here. I hate it. Absolutely hate it. I really want things to work out. I've struggled with this thing called change. But I know I can do it. I know I can. Dammit, I will too. I just need more time to show it and more time to prove it. I've finally rid the black book of horrors (as Jeremy calls it). No more 'memories' of what ruined the relationship I have with him in the first place. I'm actually kinda relieved. I hope things get better. I'm gonna go insane if I have to put up with more emotional stress or more yelling on my part. I just want a normal relationship...