I don't even have the energy... To feel anything about this.

[miserywhip]

You're a fucking selfish child.


Get your shit off my computer, because you're never going on it again.




Well, really- at this point... All I have to say is, don't expect me to keep paying for it then.






I need to get the fuck out of this house. I just wish I had somewhere to go.
I'm grating on her last nerve by just breathing here, and I can't take it anymore. Neither can she.

"You should have done drugs, or gotten fucking knocked up. That, I could tolerate as a sickness. Get the fuck out of my house."

I can't stop shaking... and all I can think is that I have nowhere to go. I have -nowhere- to go, and even if I stayed with Tommy for a few nights... I have nowhere that I can take Orion. Nowhere.

I do enjoy spending an entire night working on my layout, and thinking... Something as trivial as my earlier thoughts- were the worst things I'd have to worry about, today.
The next time I have access to some form of internet, I'll let everyone know what happened.

Anyone that has my cell number - feel free to call me.
Considering this may be the last time I can speak to anyone else....



If I really don't come back this time, I'll miss you all- and I'm sorry.


This is why I don't believe in ending conversations on a bad note.
You never know what's going to happen next.

I'm sorry.