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I'm beginning to have this incredible suspicion that someone within my network of friends is a tratior and a backstabbing fucktard that is telling shit to people that should be between only the two of us...someone whom I've trusted as if they were family...someone whom I've known for a long time...
If it's true, I'm pretty sure that the last chain made to contain this rage will snap. I'm slowly but surely drifting away to the point where I'll just go out West and forget about everyone to make them all happy, and more safe knowing that a monster is far away.
My family, Corey, Christine, Pat, Mark, Ashley, Wayne...it doesn't matter...I'll just have to leave em all behind knowing that it might be the best. I mean we're never going to be all together forever anyway. I just don't know how much longer this shit is going to hold out, and if there's anyone left that cares.