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Mar 23, 2004 22:01

What a shit day to stop smoking. I've done my childish LJ retaliating for the day, I ran a red light at a main intersection, I partook in drugs, I smoked, I cried, I laughed, I loved, I was healed, I was hurt... blah blah blah....

I am not that girl who never gets the picture when somethings dead and gone... I'm the girl that hates to see a man slap me across the face and ride off into the sunset on his high, self righteous horse. Fuck that. I could fucking scream right now.

I need a stiff drink.

I think I saw Chara today. Personal Jesus came on the radio.

People I need to see tomorrow:
Carl (given)
Andrew (I'll need a smile)
Tommy (it's worth a shot)
and the last... well... you know who that is.... actually you don't but I do and I've always known... and well... to see that person... I can't even begin to type about that.

I could sit all night and get all fucking tweaked out over this disaster... but I don't think I'm up for it.... so I'll just light an aromatheraputic candle and let all my problems dissintegrate.
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