Who the hell am I and what have I done with Rae?
Answer?
Fuck you.
I'm not adjusting too well. Time loss is evident. Cigarettes are getting stale. Food intake is minimum. Where the hell is my lamp? I miss Eden. Mia drives me nuts and no one wants to help me with her. Lonely is lonely alone. I'd rather be lonely with someone else. Roomie didn't come home last night. I'm in the right apartment, right? This place makes my veins itch. I don't belong anywhere. I can't even go home with my family because I'm "not allowed to bring the dog," like I can trust my roommates to take care of her while I'm gone. I wish I could fly... I'd go out in search of a home.. Of somewhere I can exist peacefully without conflict. It's a great crashing, roaring noise that rips apart my mind and gets behind my eyes, X'ing everything in sight with innocent blood and heartache. Who the hell am I?
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I love you, sweetheart.