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So, consider this a follow-up to my last blog.
Shit went insane, and, as per usual, a good portion of it was thanks to Racheal. She's having to live with me, but I'm probably booting her out tomorrow. I needed comfort or something, and she fucking slept. Well fine, fuck it.
Between this shit, and then a good friend of mine not bothering to let me know what the fuck has been going on with her (we're talking hospitalizations and shit for bad issues) while probably knowing that once I found out, I'd be worried sick about it.
Seriously, I mean, I just fucking quit, ok? If it's me fucking something up, I have no one to blame but myself, and I'll have to live with that fact (as I am doing right now), but when it comes to being fucked over by others to further compound shit, then having my heart strings and emotions pulled and fucked with by others.... I give. I quit. Tap out. Submission. That's over and that's all she wrote.
If no one hears from me for a while, well, eh. It won't matter.
NOTE: If anyone knows about me and the music I'm using during this post... well... I think it's time to bring back my past. I need it back now.
Shit went insane, and, as per usual, a good portion of it was thanks to Racheal. She's having to live with me, but I'm probably booting her out tomorrow. I needed comfort or something, and she fucking slept. Well fine, fuck it.
Between this shit, and then a good friend of mine not bothering to let me know what the fuck has been going on with her (we're talking hospitalizations and shit for bad issues) while probably knowing that once I found out, I'd be worried sick about it.
Seriously, I mean, I just fucking quit, ok? If it's me fucking something up, I have no one to blame but myself, and I'll have to live with that fact (as I am doing right now), but when it comes to being fucked over by others to further compound shit, then having my heart strings and emotions pulled and fucked with by others.... I give. I quit. Tap out. Submission. That's over and that's all she wrote.
If no one hears from me for a while, well, eh. It won't matter.
NOTE: If anyone knows about me and the music I'm using during this post... well... I think it's time to bring back my past. I need it back now.