i'm home and happy.

everything is going to be good when i go back to seattle.

extreme illness resulting in the E.R.

being alone in the E.R. until Andy showed up.

feeling like shit the past few days.

then breaking up with her.

it seems i never have a hold on anything.

what in the world is wrong with me?

this right here is going to be the greatest part of your life.

this is the turning point.

you are almost done.

these people will know you no longer. they'll know your name, but not your face.

kind of like a vague memory you try hard and recapture.

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being alone is something i'm use to.

no one needs friends, right?

no one needs love, right?

i suppose i'm confused right now...but no one is giving me answers. so, you understand where my confusion appears.

thats why i'm in my apartment alone, drunk...right?

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"you really have given everyone here the worst possible impression or you. you should just got back home. no one's going to miss you ( Read more... )

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i am no longer content with my life.

it's really no loss.

everytime i put my heart into something it runs away.

i'm getting sick of seattle.

i'm physically and mentally tired. i'm not sure what to do.