December 2011
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Maybe I am being over dramatic?
I tell him my concerns about him waiting till tomorrow to come over. Basically, I’m being a bit selfish and would rather see him for more amounts of time.
That is me guilt tripping him, apparently. That’s how he views it.
We hang up and he posts a facebook update about being a few minutes away from blowing his brains out.
I am a horrible fucking...
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Come home for Christmas Eve.
Pat and cat are here.
Get ignored anyway by both.
Fuck it. Smoke weed by myself in corner of my room.
And I was going to do my fucking laundry today but one bitch fucked up my entire day. And walking back to work in this wind put everything to full gear and I hurt everywhere.
I am so filled with hate that I feel like I’m going to throw up.
I am not a happy person. Everything I love in life falls apart or I have to leave.
I’m tired of being alone and sad. I have no idea what to do to make myself get happy. None. At all.
Christmas is around the corner and I still have no plans. I feel like I’m starting to get the flu. That makes me panic because I’m alone. Being alone already makes me panic and being sick and alone is next to a death sentence for me. I have tears gushing out my eyes as I type this. I haven’t even had to blink yet, there’s so many.
I can’t handle this. I’m...
