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surgery tuesday....ehn..i dont even care anymore...its like my arm doesnt even belong to me anymore..its just there..doing its best to be normal..kinda like me and everyone i know....im finally getting back into orbit..my own orbit....i need to move out or i will lose all hope compeletly..whatever that means,i hate money...it controls everything EVERYTHING....eventhough i dont have any of it..i broke down and bought myself a cd yesterday....Fatherfucker by Peaches...its been the highlight of my week...i got writers block too...which sucks because ive been inspired by almost everything lately..i just can get it out...its alright tho, cause i know when i do get it out, itll be like, the most relieving puke ever....and we all knhow that feeling.