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[cancerfish]

My last journal entry. For real. I need a place to live and I think I am finally ready to commit to someone who would commit to me. If mr. right reads this, My psychotica has run its course and because of a person who stuck their hand down my throat to remove pills, and drove me to somewhere to sew me up... I am FINALLY for once living for myself.

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I am the god of fuck

[anonymous]

As much as I hate to say it, the brain-matter vein-cutting laceration in my arm was the whole reason that I stopped as well. Of course, I was 16 so you have some catching up to do lil fuck. :) It's wierd that the thing that makes it all go away is something that you almost shoot for in the back of your mind each time you have that blade. But when it happens, reality kicks in...and fuck reality lol...reality is nasty. Unlike yours, mine's the biggest, not the smallest scar but then again I was missing an inch or so from the middle of it anyway so they did the best they could. I just really hope that it's all over with now and my fingers don't get stuck in your throat nor your eye (I felt like one of the 3 stooges). Well, I'm waiting for you to get off work so we can go see my bipolar baby...and yet again me get upset for him ignoring or belittling me. Yay! Ah, and I still have to tell you the story of that slut thats dating josh now that sat next to brian when there were plennnnty of other places to sit and was flirting with him....