Monday, October 24, 2005

week 3, day 2

he's out again. what kind of a @#$@% proby demands too much. 4 nights out a week for himself. pretends to leave me one night a week. how about an hour each night.

goddamn poker night. so what? what will that give him? will that fix things? will that make things better? will it assure me that i won't hurt more? damn... i need a cigarette. no, i need a life.

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