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it's funny that i've straightened most of my shit out and am on my way to becoming clean. if all goes well i'll be done by tuesday, but seeing as i live with someone who appreciates NOTHING that i do in their favor it may be harder than i expected. you live here for FREE and when i ask a favor for you to bring back a few pills for me when you go to mexico, it shouldnt be an issue. wow you paid 30 dollars for power, i pay 4 times that for power, let alone the gas bill, and more than my share of rent. RENT = what you pay so you can continue to live in an appartment/condo/house, things of that sort, not like you've ever heard of it. the only reason you say i was being an 'asshole' tonight was because i dont think i should be paying more than base cost for pills your going and getting, to profit from with money that you should be spending on bills in the first place. billy was fine with the fact that he wouldnt be benefitting from that sale aside from a few valium that i probably would have given him. yet you blow you're lid when you find out he's not trying to rip me off because he realizes that i pay your fucking way and hardly mention anything about it. but you totally forget that you're living here at no cost, selling pills out of my house, then turn and call me names every chance you get because you're so fucking childish that when someone else questions why you wont do them a simple fucking favor in return for supporting your whole livelyhood you totally flip out and cause a fucking scene, then continue to slam doors, and when i punch the door frame you tell me "not to slam 'your' door". sorry sweetie, but you're not paying a dime for it, therefore it's MY door, or billy's, but definately not yours. and you're the one that was 'slamming' it, i just punched the doorframe because you're so fucking immature you have to cause drama where there is none. you bitch that nobody cares about you, maybe it's because you use people and in return give them nothing but bitching and drama. you said yourself the other day that you're "sick of drugs" and not five minutes after go into the bathroom and do some more smack. and dont try to deny it, i know you guys bought H the other day, i watched you pull up, yes, i was there too, buying some for me, at least i can fucking admit it. im just suprized at how pathetic you are. you always bitch about money, mommy pays for everything that you have to your name, and then when someone decides not to get ripped off by you you throw a temper tantrum. next time you get that 30 dollars go buy yourself a gag, im sick of hearing moaning through the door when i get home from work every night, it's fucking common courtesy to try and keep it quiet when there's other people in the house and you guys are fucking. or if not for that, for next time you have to spend some money on some bills that have to be paid in the house you're living in, i'd rather see you with a gag in your mouth then have to hear you bitch about every time you have to pay for something you're responsible for. or go buy more smack and hide it from everyone, god knows you'll never be able to quit, or let alone admit you have a fucking addiction.
and if i hear one word out of your mouth bitching about something i wrote in my journal it's your own fucking fault for reading it. you know exactly what i use this for so dont bitch at me because it was you that pissed me off this time.
like i said it's your own fucking fault for reading it, that's why im locking it because apparently you dont get it that im tired of hearing this bullshit from you. dont talk to me at all anymore, it'll just result in more drama because you cant live without it, you need something to bitch about or your lives arent complete, thats why you two are so perfect for each other, because if you're not screwing, you're bitching at each other. perfection.
and if i hear one word out of your mouth bitching about something i wrote in my journal it's your own fucking fault for reading it. you know exactly what i use this for so dont bitch at me because it was you that pissed me off this time.
like i said it's your own fucking fault for reading it, that's why im locking it because apparently you dont get it that im tired of hearing this bullshit from you. dont talk to me at all anymore, it'll just result in more drama because you cant live without it, you need something to bitch about or your lives arent complete, thats why you two are so perfect for each other, because if you're not screwing, you're bitching at each other. perfection.