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Escaping the ghetto, that's what we're doing. I get to get out for at least 10 days, give or take. But she still plagues my heart. I mena, I see these other chicks hitting on me, and I still have no interest in them. I can't get her out of my heart. Not to mention that she has been an Über-bitch to me as of late with her high-and-mighty "I have a job, so I'm better than you" bullshit. Whatever. I literally cannot find a job, I interview, and try my damnedest, but to ill effect. There is nothing that I want more than to find some chick that will be supportive of me, and be willing to help me out when I'm in dire straits, and I thought I found her, but I guess that I was wrong, dead wrong. Oh well, I guess that I'll just find a nice little box in an alley somewhere that will keep me dry until I find the miracle that I need. I have had an ok time since I've been leaving all day and sometimes all night. Getting away from the source of my pain has been an extraordinary thing, and I bet she couldn't be happier that I have been out of her life. I hope that she learns that I was the best thing she ever had in her life, because I know that when I'm gone she'll never get another shot.