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I'm not quite sure how to start right now...
Balancing between numb and emotional I'm wondering when the fuck I really did become everyone's problem.
And I don't want to be anymore...

Manny and I have not been getting along this month and it finally blew up in my face. He keeps threatening that its not going to work out while saying other times that he really wants it to. I wanted it to as well. Its all so fucked up.
Even if I get a job, what's the point?

I'm tired of being everyone's problem.
I'm tired of being my own problem.

Skidmore Fountain here I come...*sigh* ._.

I'm pretty damn sure this is the end of my life as I have known it for the past ten years. So much for dreaming, hu? I don't know where I'm going to go, but come the 20th, Center Street will no longer be address to my humble abode.

God I fucked up..