SO EVEN THOUGH I'M STAYING IN A CHEAP HOTEL, I STILL HAVE ACCESS TO A KITCHEN. SO I BAKED MY FEELINGS MADE A CAKE TO CELEBRATE HARRY'S RETURN! THIS IS FOR HARRY:


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I CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS CRAP. I REALLY CAN'T. IT FEELS AS THOUGH I MIGHT SNAP AT ANY MOMENT NOW. NORA'S OFFERED, AND I'M GOING TO GO HANG OUT WITH HER FOR AWHILE. OTHERWISE, I'LL PROBABLY LOSE MY MIND.

I CAN'T COPE RIGHT NOW. AND I'M SO SICK OF CRYING.

UNTIL I WOUND UP BACK IN ONE AGAIN. URGH. THE STERILE STENCH IS EVERYWHERE. I CAN TASTE DISEASE AND MISERY IN THE AIR. I DON'T KNOW HOW ALL THESE INTERNS AND DOCTORS DO IT, BUT THEY FIND THE TIME TO SCREW IN CLOSETS LIKE, EVERY OTHER SHIFT, IT SEEMS. BUT YEAH. I CAN'T WAIT TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE ( Read more... )

TO WHOEVER STILL CARES,

(AND REALLY, YOU SHOULDN'T. I'M A WORTHLESS SON OF A BITCH.) I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT HERE. I'M NOT AT HOME. I HAVE SOME...CONNECTIONS, AND I MANAGED TO SNEAK OUT OF THE HOSPITAL. I'M STAYING SOMEWHERE AMONG MY OWN KIND. DON'T BOTHER LOOKING FOR ME.

-ED