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[winterrainfox]

*sigh* A friend of mine stabbed me in the back and everyone keeps saying I'm over-reacting. I don't know how people can say I'm over-reacting when someone you trusted tries to ruin something you care about and then lies to your face about it. That's fucking bullshit. Now she's moving out and I know I should care, but I don't. I'm just indifferent about it all. I've vaguely contemplated what it will be like to sort out what belongs to whom. I've considered offering to help and decided, "Why should I?" I just have an over-whelming feeling of confusion. I can't understand how someone can claim to be your friend and work with your enemies to fuck you over. I know I'm being vague, but she might read this. She knows what she did, and she should have figured out that I would know what she did. I'm just horribly disappointed in her.

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So, for the past couple of days now I've had a cold. Instead of taking it easy, drinking lots of fluids, and getting plenty of sleep, I've been drinking every night (except for when I'm hungover), nibbling at food, and chain-smoking the hell out of clove cigarettes. I'm such a fuck-up. I just don't know how to deal with stress and drama very well. I'm only making my mental and physical health worse. The fact that our previous apartment complex is trying to charge the hell out of us for cleaning when our place was already clean isn't helping matters. I think I need to have another 'Fuck the World' party.

I'm going for a smoke and then I'm going to bed. Fuck this shit.