Monday, January 03, 2005

The truth is you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.

I am so worried about finding an apartment. I have located some, but i don't really like them. But they are the ones i can afford, which isn't too much. And i don't want a bad place. I don't care about me, but i know jessica will visit and i don't want to have to worry about her all the time. I have just never done this before, i don't know what i am getting myself into.

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