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Dancing with Dragonflies

Chasing the dragonfly, dancing with light, my eyes fixed on shimmering wings, my heart in flight. On the edge of a lily pad
lands the dragonfly, tail like a blue thread loosened from the sky. And what is a butterfly, you ask? At best, he is but a caterpillar, finely dressed. A dragonfly captures the soul and mind, all this in only a moment of time.

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debate.. [Saturday, July 17th 2004]

I am debating whether or not to leave my website up, and this journal. I pay $12/mo for my site, and it provides a place to store my images online, (some that are used for the layout of this journal,) and also provided a creative outlet for me. I say 'provided', because I haven't updated or built onto it as I had planned in almost 3 months. At this point, I would rather pay for cable t.v. than the site, even though I am rather proud of it... (I miss the Discovery Channel!)

I just want to disappear from my old online life and start a new one, but each time I try, I am followed by my past. I also changed my yahoo name (again,) as my attorney suggested.

I really need to get packed up so we can move. It's less than a week away and I haven't packed shit. I am still feeling the effects of the stress from the past week's events and all I seem to feel is really thirsty and tired. The heat doesn't help, either.

On the brighter side, I bought a 'Hello Kitty' phone for the new apartment, and a 'Hello Kitty' night light as well. They're so cute!!! The phone has a foot tall 'Hello Kitty' with pink wings that light up when someone calls. It's too cute ...

Okay, head hurts... signing off to go to sleep. Night, night.


the kingdom rejoices! [Friday, July 16th 2004]

 Here is a more detailed update of yesterday's events...

As I am sure you have already read, I won my case yesterday and my restraining order will remain in effect as originally signed. I wasn’t sure if she would even show up to the hearing, but she did, without an attorney present. My attorney wasn’t able to be there on such short notice, since I had only contacted her firm on Friday, retained her on Monday, and the case was Thursday, but she prepared me well in the meeting and showed me how to accurately present my case. She also gave me a level of confidence that can only come from consulting with an attorney.

The respondent, (which is how I will refer to Marsha for the duration of this entry,) showed up alone in jeans and a ratty shirt. We all wore suits or nice dress clothing to the hearing. She brought no witnesses or documentation with her, I mean, who could she bring, none of her current friends know me. She snickered and made inappropriate noises while I was making my opening statement, and when the judge asked if she had a statement prepared, she said “No”. She was given the chance to cross-examine my witnesses, but declined, because really, what could she ask them? She was allowed to view the evidence I presented, and was asked if she objected to any of it being viewed by the court or being entered into the case, and she indicated that she did not object. It was clear to the judge, and everyone in the courtroom, that she did not take any of this seriously. Then it was time for the judge to make his decision.

The judge found that, based on the evidence presented and the testimony of my witnesses, there was a need for the order to stay in place, and did not alter any of it. He requested that we both stay in the courtroom until the copies could be made by the clerk, and the respondent was asked to leave the building right after she received her copy. The clerk then told me that she had asked her to leave, and that we could wait a few minutes in the courtroom if we wanted, so that there was no chance of running into the respondent on the way out to the car. We waited for about ten minutes and then we left.

After that it was much relief and celebration. The only time I can remember being happier was when Andy first told me that he loved me. Other than that, yesterday was pretty much the happiest day for me in recent years. We all went out to eat and then I came home and slept! I hadn’t eaten in almost two days and barely slept in the previous week. In the courtroom, before they called us, I truly felt I was going to be sick. Had it taken a few minutes longer, I probably would have been. Even the car ride over there, knowing I would have to once again be face to face with her, made my palms sweat and my heart race. As soon as the judge said the order would be upheld and she left the courtroom, I felt an immense sense of peace wash over my whole body. I remember thinking, “wow, now I can eat, and sleep, and go shopping or out to a movie, or walk out to my jeep in the dark, and not be terrified …” You know, things NORMAL people can do. It really felt like the first day of the rest of my life, if that makes any sense.

She does, of course, have the option to appeal that particular judge’s decision, which is what she claims she plans to do. I spoke with my attorney after I became aware of this, and she said that there are several reasons this won’t happen.

Number one, it is not like the hearing we had yesterday. It isn’t about proving that the judge made an error in his decision or lack of evidence on her part. She was given her chance to refute my evidence and present her own. She did neither one, therefore she will not be given another chance in an appellate hearing. She also has to prove, not that the judge made the wrong choice between the two of us, but that he made an error with regards to the law. The judge that we saw yesterday has been doing restraining orders, and ONLY restraining orders, for the past 20 years. With his record and his knowledge, it would be impossible to overturn his decision, not to mention the fact that it is basically impossible to appeal a restraining order decision because of the nature of the case. Violent crimes, or the possibility of violent crimes, are taken very, very seriously. In addition to that, Washington County is known for being the most difficult county in Oregon to win any type of appeal in. When a judge makes a decision in Washington County, it sticks.

Number two, it is very expensive to file for the appeal, (which must be done in 30 days,) and to hire an attorney, which she says doesn’t give you much of an advantage. It isn’t simple paperwork, like contesting the order was. Briefs have to be filed and there is a lot of paperwork and knowledge that you need to have an attorney to assist you with. Even with an attorney, there is little chance of winning, and without one, it just doesn’t happen.

And, number three, it takes months and months and months for these appeals to even be looked at by the court. My restraining order is in effect for the duration of one year, and my attorney said it would likely expire before the appeal was even considered by the state. For these reasons, she told me not to worry.

So, there it is… my attorney said that this is just another way for the respondent to stalk me, but this time it’s through the court system, and that any judge who ever looks at this case in the future will see that. She also told me that if an appeal is filed, their office can probably represent me for free, since my income level falls within their range to be able to help me, and since it is a domestic violence restraining order, and continuation of my original case. I feel fairly confident that, once the respondent finds out the expense and time involved, and the extremely low chance it will turn out in her favor, she will (hopefully!) just give up and leave me alone.

What’s the most disturbing thing? She writes in her journal

”every time I think I'm done and she's out of my life, I turn the corner and there she is...”

She is the one who keeps dragging me back in, kicking and screaming. She is the one who cannot let go. This order has no affect on her life except that she cannot have me in it. Apparently, that is very upsetting to her. She did not take this seriously before, and I hope now she sees just how serious it really is.


my case [Thursday, July 15th 2004]

 Not time for a long update, but here is the short one.

My order was upheld by the judge and will continue as signed. I will be deleting my other journal, as my attorney suggested. She wasn't able to be there with me today, but she prepared me well in our meeting and I did just fine without her.

I am off to get some things done. Thanks to everyone who supported me through this, both on and offline.


take that, evil-doer! [Tuesday, July 13th 2004]

So, I had a very promising conversation with my attorney this afternoon. She says it's an "open & shut case" and that I have nothing at all to worry about. She says with my evidence, and my witnesses, there is not any way she can contest it.

I have a meeting with her tomorrow to discuss the case further, and to "coach" me for the hearing, as she may not be able to attend. I am looking forward to Thursday and having all of this drama finally be over.

Much love to all of you who have lent your encouraging words and support. You will be updated as soon as I return home from the hearing. *big hugs*

{UPDATE}

Just finished getting all my paperwork together for the meeting tomorrow. I've been printing and stapling and labeling and filing for about four hours now, and I am off to bed! Whew! I hope I've built a satisfying case. The attorney sure seems to think so. Wish me luck. G'night!


hot mama [Tuesday, July 13th 2004]

 Oh my god, it's hot outside!!!! I hate hot weather. It wasn't even this hot at the fair!

Speaking of the fair, there were a few funny things I forgot to mention. We walked around barefoot the whole time. When we got there, Jamie took off his sandals, (it's basically just dusty dirt and grass,) and so did Andy and they both looked at me, and I said "why are you guys taking your shoes off?" and Jamie said "you gotta experience the fair with bare feet", and so I took mine off, too. =)

Then, when I was eating my pizza and the guys were in the yaki-soba line, this older man with a long beard and a really expensive looking camera came up to me and said "you have beautiful hands", so I said thank you, and I was holding my pizza in one hand and my lemonade in the other, and he adjusted my hands just a bit and snapped a picture! Then he said "thanks", smiled and walked off! So, I guess I have nice hands. LoL

The other funny thing, besides all the half naked women, was the smoothie place with the bicycle-operated blender. You order your smoothie, right, and then you jump on this old bicycle they have attached to the stand, and you peddle to power the blender, and when you're done, the guy yells out "Wwwwiiiiiilllld Raspberry Punch!" or whatever your flavor is. It's really cool! The kids there were getting a kick out of it. The whole fair was just so much fun!!

Hung out with Jamie most of yesterday while Andy was working. We got pictures developed that we took camping and at the fairgrounds, had lunch and saw a movie. Jamie is the coolest guy. I wish he lived closer. You just can't help but be in a good mood around Jamie. He's like a living stress reliever! I remember when I first asked Andy what Jamie was like, he said "Jamie is the kind of guy that, if you aren't already his friend, you'd want to be." I thought that was the coolest thing to say about someone!! I told Jamie and he said "Wow, that's so nice. I think I'm going to cry!" I'll miss him when he goes back to Cali.

We rented 'Secret Window'... I think it's my new favorite movie. I love Johnny Depp!!! My boyfriend is amazing, I wouldn't trade him for anything or anyone, but Johnny Depp is pretty fucking hot! We also rented 'The Missing', which we all agreed sucked. This guy at the video store told us it was really scary, but it's basically just a western. Blech. I think I've watched 'Secret Window' like six times already, though, so I'll probably buy that one.

I have a ton of things to do before court on Thursday, plus getting ready for the move, so I should probably be doing some of that. My Dad is dropping off some boxes today and I think there's, like, a sliver of cheese and half a gallon of milk in the fridge, so I should probably go shopping as well. Oh, also, I talked to Sammie today. She is loving it in Utah!!! I am so happy for her, but I miss her. =(


another thought... [Monday, July 12th 2004]

Okay, just talking to Andy and Jamie about all this drama, and I had another thought...

Even if there was no order, even if she could come up to me and say "hi, how are you, blah, blah, blah, more nonsense and lies," why would I WANT to talk to her??? After everything she wrote and said about me and to me before she even knew about the order, why on earth would she think I would have anything at all to say to her?!? And after the "queen of the castle of shit" comments, she actually thinks I'd want to talk to her? She is fucking crazy.

And after all she's said about how she wants me out of her life, now she wants to chit-chat? After everything she has put me through these past few months, and really ever since I met her, does she think I'd really have anything to say to her besides 'get the fuck out of my face'?

Her deranged mind used to fascinate me. Now that I realize how truly psychotic she is, it scares me. Hence, the reason for the order of protection. My horoscope said Thursday would be my lucky day. I pray to whatever gods are listening that it's true.


silly girl [Sunday, July 11th 2004]

Right now, pending our court date, some entries are private or 'friends only'.. this would be one of them. I know she reads this, and I don't need any extra stress right now...

I'll post what she wrote, then I'll give my thoughts.


'Ok, well not sure where to start so I'll start with what I can remember *lol*
Friday late morning I decided to go to Walmart to get a cage and a heat lamp for my new snake. We named her "Sanora". I was standing in line at the customer service desk and who walks by? Uh huh....
I think nothing of it and go on with my shopping. I go back to get my cage and procede to the check out. I THEN walk out to my car and they are both walking right towards me....what the hell!?!? I don't know if she saw me or not but the point is, that because of her I was made to feel like I couldn't be there. I used to work there for God's sakes and because she decided to go on some lying power trip I was uncomfortable being at the store I shop at atleast 2 times a week. Oh well, after next Thursday everything will hopefully be taken care of. That's the point I tried to make over a month ago when I said I didn't want it to be weird if we ran into eachother. What could of been a "hi, how are you good to see you" turned in to a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach and the feeling you get when you loose your purse or something. Nausea.
Anyway it's bullshit that one person can make you feel that way. Instead of going on with my life she wants to hang on for another year with this stupid restraining order THAT SHE LIED TO GET IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!
Whatever, shit happens.'


First of all, it was Saturday morning, not Friday. Andy and I were on our way to the fair, going down I-5, when I remembered I didn't have extra batteries for my camera, and I also wanted to pick up a CD for the ride. Wal-Mart was the closest stop, since we were already a ways down the highway. (For those of you that don't live close, it is in a different city than she lives in.)

I did see her, but not until we walked out. Had I seen her inside the store, I would never have felt safe going into the restroom alone, as I did, nor would I have been laughing and joking with Andy like I was. It seems she still doesn't understand.

I don't want anything to do with her. Even without the restraining order, there wouldn't have been a "hi, how are you" between us. I want nothing further to do with her. On the appeal form for the restraining order, it asks what part of the order she is contesting. Three of the four options have to do with custody issues where children are involved. Obviously, that isn't the case here. The answer she marked?

I am contesting the order against contacting or attempting to contact the petitioner.

So, I ask you, if she hates me so much, and I am 'so obsessed' with her life, why does she still want me in it? *shakes head*

I am waiting for a call back from the attorney. Everything seems to be in order. Now, it is just a wait and see deal.


virtual personality [Friday, April 9th 2004]
With all the communication devices and far reaches of technology, there is no excuse for not meeting people these days. Internet, mobile phones, pagers, text messaging, instant messaging, email, and regular mail all facilitate maximum communication, and through these devices, we take on our virtual personality. We can pretend to be anything ... an astronaut, a polititian, a decent person. But how much of our own personality actually seeps through when we are allowed to paint any picture we desire of ourselves? In painting such a picture, if we are not accurate, how can we expect to forge good relationships in dishonesty? In today's society, can we cut & paste a perfect life?

In my own experiences with meeting people face-to-face, I can usually tell in under a minute how well we're going to get on, if at all. In text messages and over high speed internet lines, however, it isn't as simple. When you're speaking directly to another person, you have to be focused and engaged in the conversation, which means that long pauses while figuring out how to glamorize those five years in the pen are not socially acceptable. However, online you have all the time in the world to craft your words to inspire, flatter, or mislead someone. And if, in fact, you choose to be dishonest, can you blame the other person for losing interest when they find out who you really are?

Of course there are those that will argue that technology has brought us closer together, not farther apart. We can talk to our kids about soccer practice while hiking in an Amazon jungle. We can have a job interview with someone in England while sitting at our computer in LA. Even so, one has to ask, as we move forward with technology, are we losing touch with reality? How far away from eachother do we need to be to feel truly connected?

In the world of virtual reality, we have to be careful where we step. Just because we can try anything, do anything, be anything doesn't necessarily mean we should. Forget networks crashing, bad connections and computer viruses ... the thing we really need to be concerned with is not losing touch with ourselves.

a mad tea party [Sunday, April 4th 2004]

I know there are those of you that are dying to know the outcome of the party lastnight. It was very nice, actually. We had steak and shrimp, lemon cheesecake, lots of alcohol, (well, the birthday boy and my boyfriend, anyway.) I know, I know, you want me to cut to the part where I bash her head in, right? Well, it didn't happen like that.

As I had previously said, I promised to be on my best behavior, which I was. So was she. We actually got on very well. It was exactly how I wanted it to be, but thought after recent events it would never be. Everyone was laughing and joking around and having a good old time. I felt very much like a part of the family,(again *lol*)

It made me realize, however, that I really do get along better with men. I don't know what it is ... the alpha female thing? I am not usually welcomed into women's circles. Never have been. Now, once they get to know me, they love me. But at first ... it's like they're intimidated by me, no matter how warm I am towards them, they're always hesitant. Men, however, take me in right away, no questions asked. Most of my friends are male, and of the few female friends I do have, most are lesbians and/or bisexual. This is definitely a subject that warrants further research. Hmmm ... not tonight, however, 'cause me and the boys are off to HOOTERS for dinner. Nighty-night!

 


HOOTERS Grand Opening [Monday, March 15th 2004]
Hey =)
Had a BLAST tonight at the grand opening of HOOTERS in Beaverton! It was so much fun!!!!! 

honestly in love [Thursday, March 4th 2004]
There are things we tell our friends, and things we only share with those we sleep with. Our friends are the ones we come to when we are unsure of situations we face in dating. They are the ones we talk to about that person. We run through possible scenarios, our fears and observations, and come to conclusions which then lead us to make decisions that may or may not be the right ones. No matter how frank we believe ourselves to be, if the person we were dating overheard a conversation with a friend, would our relationship still be safe? And if not, how honest are our relationships?

When you love someone, there is a certain respect you show to their name. This means that you honor them, whether or not they are beside you to notice. When you trust someone, it’s knowing that your name is safe in their mouth. And if you’re lucky enough to find that person who you love and trust, and who loves and trusts you back, if you’re smart, you’ll do whatever it takes to keep it safe. 

wonderful day [Monday, February 9th 2004]

I had a wonderful day off today. Spent it with the boyfriend, (of course!) We hit some local thrift stores, and bummed around town. He put his voice inside one of those Build-A-Bear stuffies for me. Now when I squeeze the bear's hand, it says 'I love you' in his voice. So sweet... =)

We've also been taking a few too many trips to Krispy Kreme (insert fat smiley here!) They have this new doughnut called 'Cookies & Kreme'... oh my god. It's the 'doughnut of the month' kind of thing, so if you haven't tried it, you need to take a trip over there before they're gone. Unbelievable!

Working on plans for the move to Seattle. Andy's thinking more like August, which is fine with me. He's getting a different job that would have it's busy time during summer, which means more $$$ for the move. I will hopefully be able to transfer up to one of the Seattle stores, but we'll see how that pans out. They may not need a manager up there at that time.

My broken rib seems to be healing up nicely. It's still really sore and it hurts to put weight on it, but nothing like it was last week. The human body is just strange. It hurt at first, then it was incredibly, horribly painful for a few days, and now it seems to be better.

Well, I'm off to work... ciao.

 


rescued [Friday, February 6th 2004]
I laid here this morning just watching him sleep. Laying my head on his chest while he breathed, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat. I thought about him as an old man, the heartbeat not quite as rhythmic anymore, faint and tired. I thought about what it would be like to lose him and a sadness washed over me and I was scared I would drown. Right then, he woke up and kissed me.

give me pain meds or knock my ass out... [Thursday, February 5th 2004]
Oh, jesus... was barely walking yesterday. It was difficult to even breathe. My boyfriend stayed and took care of me lastnight and made me dinner. He's such a sweetheart.

I've now been prescribed Dilaudid, (aka., synthetic morphine) for the pain. Doc says I am supposed to rest .. yeah, right. Had a district meeting today that I couldn't miss. My suggestion? Don't cough or sneeze, and if you must, don't break a rib when you do. It hurts like a motherfucking bitch!

So, I'm high on love and pain meds and I couldn't be happier, (about the love part, anyway.) He calls me his princess. Awww ... I told him lastnight that I wouldn't trade him for anything. He said "not even Brad Pitt?" and I said, "not even Brad Pitt, baby." *lol* He's my angel.

Well, time to rest for a bit .. dr's orders. I spend a fair amount of time on my back lately, so it's all good. *wink*
 

I've been adopted by hippies! [Tuesday, February 3rd 2004]

Well, it's official... I've been adopted by hippies! My boyfriend had been commenting on how bare the walls are in my apartment, (mostly because my pictures and other sorts of decorative items are in a storage unit waaayyyy in the back,) and so, since his house always feels so comfortable and inviting, I asked him to help me decorate my place, too. I also wanted it to reflect parts of his personality, since he is so much a part of my life.

Those of you that know Andy have no doubt noticed that he's a hippie-type guy. Not the fake 'I-bought-a-tie-dyed-shirt-and-smoked-some-weed-in-my-Volkswagen' type of hippie, but the real deal. He was raised in that type of environment, and it's very warm and welcoming. His mom suggested a shop to go get some things for my place, so we went and bought a tapestry to put over the bed, some funky colored light bulbs for my kitchen and a poster of Alice and the caterpillar in Wonderland. We also hung some Chinese paper lanterns and there's candles all over the place. It even smells like the hippie shop in here now. I love it!

He joked that I have been officially adopted into the hippie family. With his family, I just feel like I fit right in. I even stopped wearing make-up on a daily basis! *gasp!* Too funny how things change when you find your place...

We still have some more stuff we're going to change, but for the first time in forever, my 'home' actually feels like one. He also set up my mixing board, did some wiring for my mic and is planning on putting my little studio back together for me, which will be so nice. He's going to bring one of his guitars over, (he has like, 5 of them,) so I will always feel that part of him is here, even when he's not. If I had any doubts, they're gone now! A musician doesn't leave their instrument anywhere where they won't be reunited with it shortly. I believe we can make beautiful music together, (both literally and figuratively speaking!) *lol*


so happy it hurts [Monday, February 2nd 2004]

Despite a broken rib, I had an incredible weekend in Seattle with my boyfriend. He just continues to amaze me. I feel so much inside it seems sometimes it's pushing at the walls of my skin trying to get out. How can one person hold all this happiness just for themselves?

We stayed in my favorite hotel, (the 'Alexis' ) which is a 5 star hotel in downtown Seattle. I've always adored that city, and to my very happy surprise, so does he, so we're moving this summer up to Seattle!

I haven't told anyone except a few close friends yet, (not even my family, though he told his,) but I am very excited. I feel like my life is starting over, like I am somehow getting a second chance at happiness. His friend Jake is moving with us. We're looking at getting a rental house, since we're all musicians, we thought it best rather than an apartment where people might complain about the noise, er, I mean 'music'.

My relationship is now at a point where it is first priority in my life. Before my job, before my friends, before my family, there is him. It's been a long time since I felt that kind of connection with someone. I never thought I could think in terms of forever again, or that I could dream someone else's dream and it would somehow become just as much my own. Now that it is happening, I don't know how I survived, day to day, without it.

 


cough, cough, hack, SNAP! [Thursday, January 29th 2004]
It seems that issues with my health continue to surface this year, and all in the first 30 days! I had bronchitis, flare-ups of endo, and now, a broken rib! As ridiculous as it sounds, I broke my rib COUGHING! I didn't realize you could do that, but my doc says it's actually pretty common. They did an x-ray, and it's the 10th rib from the top, on the righthand side. Ouch! Talk about pain ... codeine isn't even strong enough, but I am taking it to take the edge off. I'm sure my boss is pissed off that I am missing more work, but I can barely even shift around in bed and he expects me to run a store! My job is important to me, but sometimes things happen that you can't control. Hopefully next month my health will improve. Otherwise, I'm going to have to rent my own room at the hospital *lol*

And now that I am high on pain meds, I am off to pack for my weekend in Seattle. =)

3 days & counting... [Tuesday, January 27th 2004]
Here I am, just trying to make it through the next 3 days so I can escape to Seattle with my hunny. Work is crazy right now. Too much drama that I am expected to somehow control. Yeah, right. Anyway ...

My internet service might be down for awhile here soon, so they can make some changes to my service. Blech. I hate not having internet service!! I suppose, though, since I will be in Seattle, it won't matter. (Have I mentioned that I am going to Seattle and I am very excited about it? *lol*)

My friend has a potential new boyfriend, and I am very happy for her. She deserves this. Plus, we've never been happy at the same time, so this is cool. We can be all love-stupid together.

Gotta go ... my drama class, er, I mean 'work' calls...

boys have feelings, too [Saturday, January 24th 2004]

The ex was in town lastnight, so I happily avoided my place and stayed with the boyfriend. I was kind of tired and grumpy from a bad day at work. He was in a grumpy mood, too, but I think we brought eachother out of it. Guys are funny ... just when you think they're about to say something that will piss you off, they surprise you and say something really nice. I guess I am still not used to being with a good person, as fucked up as that sounds. Anyway, I am not going to analyze it and just be happy.

I am very much looking forward to Seattle this weekend. Too bad it's 6 days away! That's too damn long! I am ready to go right now *lol*

This week has been too much already. My sister got into a bad car accident that could have killed her. Miraculously, though, she didn't even break a bone, even though the airbags didn't go off. She was in the hospital part of Thursday, (the day it happened,) and now she's out and very sore and high from all the pain meds. The scariest thing in life is when something happens to someone you love. Even after I found out she was ok, I couldn't stop shaking. Those of you who know me know that I am not a religious person, however, I would like to publicly thank whatever power was with her that day that kept her safe.

Why is it that when one part of your life is going well, another part falls spectacularly to pieces? My relationship is wonderful, and yet, because of my ex, my family dynamic is all screwed up right now. Everyone feels the need to have their hands in everything. Why? Don't they think I can take care of myself?

 


happiness is a warm gun [Thursday, January 22nd 2004]

As of today I am seriously considering buying a gun, only I am so fucking pissed off I'm afraid I'd use it. Seems my ex's mother is still hell-bent on crawling up my arse just to tell me how much she hates me. Get over yourself, already... no one's listening anymore but you. So you hate me, huh? Fine by me, I hate your cunt-raggedy ass, too... oh, and by the way, if you're hoping that I'll someday give a fuck about what you think, take a number, bitch and pack a lunch for the wait in line.

Some people close to me felt the need to betray me today. Fuck them, too. I can't keep up with people that have more than one face to their name. At least someone loves me... just wish I could have been with him tonight. Ah, hell, I am too pissed off to be good company anyway...

 


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