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I was able to overcome myself and stay with Peasley. He wanted to go, I wanted to stay, I won for once. I stayed the night with him again, I haven't in so long, I forgot how much better it is to fall asleep by him, arms around each other--it's so comforting. I wish I could do it more, maybe we can, it's hard in general without myself getting in the way and hurting him. I know Peasley's starting to worry too much, he seems unsure, panicked and angry, I think he thinks I'm starting to dislike him or something, I don't I don't, far from it. He's the one thing I'm really clinging to in order to remain myself. I think . . . it's working so far. I haven't heard anything in awhile. Maybe-Maybe I wont out, maybe it'll all be good now, maybe I can stop worrying Peasley and Mario and hurting others out of petty rages and be happy. I should call Peasley, see what happens, I feel so good right now! Please don't let this hope be false.