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I am angry. Irrationally, overwhelmingly angry. And I'm trying not to be but I'm so angry. I'm angry with River (and the fact that I have been informed he is living with her, which just proves how fucking stupid he is), I'm angry that in 16 days Uncle Wayne will be gone for a year, I'm angry that I feel like I'm drowning all the time, I'm angry that I lost so many of my friends and that I don't feel comfortable talking to them anymore, I'm angry that my boss has officially decided that my lip rings have to go, I'm angry that I have no motivation, I'm angry that I have to take care of my dogs and they have to be the center of my life, I'm angry that I can't just crawl into a dark hole and die. I'm angry that my schedule is ridiculous and I'm always tired. I'm angry that my period is coming this week and I'm going to be in serious amounts of pain. I'm just fucking angry right now.

oh i'm also fucking angry about SG, again. what garbage.

I will get over it. I will put this anger to good use. I will cry and scream and write and go to therapy and try not to cut my skin. I will cuddle with my dogs. I will move on. I will be whole again... but til then I will be angry.

This album is my life. He wrote it while going through a divorce and well that's been the last 4 months of my life without the paperwork. Should I send him Trooper's dog tag that has his number on it? Cus I officially changed all of Trooper's papers and tags to me. He has no claim to these dogs anymore. And he didn't even care that Max's birthday was the other day.