3.25.2009



no dad. no. no it's not like that. no he loves me and i love him. we're going to be together forever. he bought me a ring out of the gum ball machines outside of the jewels. he already treats me better than how you treated mom. fuck you. you wish you understood. i make so much money and i love feeling everyone's eyes on me. no! i never sleep with any of them. i have a boyfriend! he is a:

a. tattoo artist
b. musician (preferably lead guitarist or solo act)
c. dj
d. drug dealer
e. rehab rebound

no! i can't believe you would think i would go out with a guy like that again. he only hit me a few times. i didn't have enough money. never mind. i just wanted to tell you how great i was doing. bartending is great. it's what i always wanted to do. everyone looks at me with blank stares. i get some of the drinks wrong and sometimes have random bloody noses, but i'm good otherwise. i love you too. hey can you float me a couple of bucks? i'm short this month. you know i wouldn't ask unless i had to. yeah. i love you too.

i'm sorry.

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