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Morris Stegosaurus left town last night. He's going on a national tour, and he won't be back until September. I don't feel good about this at all.
What are we? Boyfriends? Friends with benefits? I don't know how I fucking feel about him, and it makes me feel guilty to be so ambiguous about it all when he's in love with me. And I still can't believe that someone is actually that deeply in love with me. How can I fathom someone else feeling that about me when I've never felt it at all about anyone?

I fucking hate Rite Aid. I hate going to work each day and knowing that my energy is doing nothing to help other people or help me learn or grow. It's just making a rich corporation a little bit richer. I feel like I'm stagnating and I hate that. My music isn't going anywhere, I just keep writing songs on my little keyboard at night. And I'm sick and tired of listening to myself whine about how much I want to be a musician, blah, blah, blah.

Looking back at the psychiatrists report that I found, I'm getting the unfortunate feeling that I'm not that far removed from the little 16 year old boy I was four years ago. Damn, I was so lost. Have I been healing over time, or have I just bottled it all up?

I'm sorry, y'all. I just needed to purge a bunch of my shit. I feel better now.