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all right, ben!! heres another journal entry to put in yo face...

got back to ny, had lots o sex, rearranged the whole apartment, cleaned, ate, loved, played.

now its sleeting and everything is icy and i wish i had zanax to curb the worry of being a bum kicked out on the street.

i wrecked my stepdads car into a telephone pole but its a big ass bronco so nobody was hurt. it was raining and i slipped. woops! seriously, we were only on our way to a party and i wasnt intoxicated in the least bit. afterward, i did coke all new years and was strung out and cranky. my mom was all up in my face before i left and i exploded on her, hit her with a sweatshirt. no more yey for me. im a good girl really. my ma just makes me feel worthless. . . prolly cuz she calls me worthless.

anyway, i love my boy and i want so much to believe that nothing can go wrong as long as we are together. like 'WHEN ALL OUR POWERS COMBINE, WE FORM CAPTIAN PLANET. hes our hero, gonna bring pollution down to zero. . . ." and so on.