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I burnt out all my candles tonight, and my eyes are red.

I fucking hate that you keep coming back, and leaving. I don`t want your money, I don`t want your long distance phone calls, I don`t want the bullshit. Just come home to us. I miss my daddy.

If that`s not enough, I spoke to someone that I used to talk to very often five years ago and gave him the ten second version of everything that has happened in between. It makes me wonder. And it makes me cry a little. Gee, these blogs are mighty depressed- I guess I don`t really have anywhere else to put this stuff. Who that I know would check a pinup site to find out about ME? Clever, I know.

Today was FREAKING COLD! But I got a lot of homework done, and did a little bit of ABBA dancing again. Who cares, as long as nobody I know and love catches wind!
On another note, my friend Trouble_ has a set going up sometime ... soon... you should keep your eyes peeled for it, she mighty good lookin`.

HALLOWEEN IS GOING TO SUCK! I hate money.