<- 2003-03-01 * 10:46 p.m. ->
He threatened to leave again today. Actually he went so far as to pack his bags. It all started because I dared to ask him about money. I dared to question his financial methods. How dare I do that.
I almost let him leave. I almost let him walk out the door. But why should he get to take the easy way out. I don�t I get sick of his shit too.
But I don�t pack my bags. Even though I want to sometimes. But if I go I want just move into an apartment. I will go hide and run away from everything. Once I give in to the urge to run I don�t think I would be able to stop. I would go until there was no one around that I knew or cared about. And I would stay as far away as I could. I would make sure to never let anyone in.
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2004-06-10 - Bye Bye
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2004-05-12 - New house!
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