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I refuse to accept substitutes.  Which include lame excuses, lies, delusions, and general idiocy.

I'm glad that I didn't want to move back home, ever. Because if there was the tiniest thing left there for me, it's sure as hell gone now.

I am wondering how much longer I can stand this.

It's like we're just roommates, as opposed to having dated for almost four years.

Sometimes, he shies away...sometimes it's violent repulsion. He has 'Freudian slips'. Most of the time he acts like he doesn't even want to be in the same room as me.

To be honest, I don't mind all that much.

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So Russell closed on the house today! Wheee!

Moving commences >.>

Why can't I ever have that happy ending?

I'd even take an egg roll about now, damnit.

I feel oddly dissatisfied, and yet I feel fulfilled and awakened, and not at all in a better place than I was before ( Read more... )

So it's been about 3 days and I can't even tell if anyone paid attention to our request/demand, much less acknowledged it.

Meh. I was planning on quitting anyway.

This is what you’re dying to read. I could go on to point out which life events that had occurred that caused each reality to develop but then this would be a fucking novel. Here are the ‘parts of me’. And yes they are also the main characters that I ‘roleplay’ because I know quite a few of you will see the patterns. Like every other character that ( Read more... )

I'm crying myself to sleep and it just feels like I'm wasting the tears.