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I haven't seen an actual person in over two days. Paternal has talked through the door a couple of times. I let him down on Thursday. Tonight they were going out to dinner and I refused.

I'm on another downward swing, I guess. I've been making plans to do things, should've known they'd get fucked.

( blogging of melodrama and emo )

Getting it out helps, maybe; maybe just the tears; maybe I really need to try to sleep, though I've been sleeping too much, but if I can get up tomorrow, shower, go to the shop... monday the doctor, thursday the dentist...

maybe