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Last nights events have shaken me up. We all got really fucked up...over ten shots at the least plus a bowl from Peanut. I was then harrassed by a certain individual who happens to be visiting. I've never been pushed up against the wall against my will and not been able to throw the person off. I can't tell you how many times I said no and was pushing her away. It happened again while I was laying on the bed...atleast Mikel and Sara witnessed both of the situations. I was so distraught that when Kari called me she came and picked me up. I'm so appreciative of that too. She actually cares...and that I am not used to. She also made me a finger painting with hearts and such which also happens to be the best present a person has ever given to me. I feel so low. I feel exactly like I did when my mom had cancer...really down....
Ciao all.
Ciao all.