new low
2011-02-11, 8:27 p.m.

Last week the new j. came back from his journeys to say that he meant to contact me all along. i'm tired of these games i'm bored. i forfeit. i eat the dust and i wear these widow clothes. i'm good bye i'm give up i'm fucking fed up of this bullshit. and my fucking awful friend who really made all of this possible. on my birthday. stupid bitch. don't want to admit that there was something there because he won't admit it either. i'll just bury this now and never think of it again. in my klonopin fortress.