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[Dec. 15th, 2006|05:20 pm] |
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Paul... I'm not going to return your calls, or reply to the letters you send me, or any other method you use to try to get my attention. Give it up.
Dick. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2006|08:37 pm] |
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I can't deal with this right now.
Paul called me today, saying he'd 'made a mistake' and he wanted to try again.
I went apeshit at him. He said he'd phone back when I'd calmed down, but..
If he phones back, I'm afraid I'll take him back like the stupid asshole I am.
I was with him for three years. I was used to him.
But there's other people to think about now, and I don't know what to do. |
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[Aug. 7th, 2006|12:05 pm] |
I thought I'd regret what happened. But I don't.
Let's just see what happens now.
I think I'll go for a drink. Anyone coming? |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2006|04:32 pm] |
Well, I've done what I should have done a long time ago, created a journal.
I don't really keep journals. I hate having all my secrets just lying there for someone to find. But the rest of the band are doing it, so I might as well. Not like I ever have to post in it.
Here's something that isn't a secret: yesterday, my S.O. called me and told me it was over. "We hardly see each other," he said. He had a point, but I can't help but feel fucking furious.
So, last night I went out with Billie and Jason and got completely shitfaced. Mike turned up later, but had to take Billie home with him. I don't remember what happened after that. I woke up with some fast food at the end of my bed.
I think a minature Tré is pounding on my brain. |
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