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Monday, March 20, 2006





Oi.
Well. I was going to go somewhere, this up coming weekend. I can't now. All my family members fail to realize I can't drive myself up there, and I can't make gas cheaper OH MY FUCKING BLOODY HELL THE FUCKING PHONE WON'T STOP RINGING I SWEAR I'M GUNNA DECAPITATE SOMEONE. E_E Oh. There we go. It stopped. Well anyway. I wouldn't have anywhere to go and stay once I was there because I guess they don't really want me anyway. They try to act like they'll be sad I'm not there. It's happened before, then they can't contain themselves while telling me what I missed. They don't read my site anyway, so, they'll never get a hint. Then again. It took weeks for four people to comment on the last post I made. It's kinda sad. I thought they were friends too. I told them about the convention, took them their, two of them didn't even appreciate it. I don't think I'm going to camp this summer either. I think I'm like my sister, but learned it earlier. People are pretty worthless when it comes down to it. Unreliable. Backstabbing. Ungreatful. Or maybe, it's just me. Maybe I'm just worthless. Yeah. Prolly that one. Still. I tried giving hints and stuff which now just seems laughable and tideious. I haven't seen a certain someone in along time. I think they hate me now. It's no matter. No one's ever going to read this. No one's ever going to care. And no one's ever going to be able to fix the problem. But it feels good to talk to yourself and release anger. Yeah. It does.
Oh.



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