It fucks me up. This does. i spent the New Year with Rob. i have an apt. on Tuesday. Stuart is cute. Cameron is txtn me, but not being helpful. i don't like this place anymore. It's too old. i know my ins and outs, and my job is done. i've finished fucking people over. i want to move, but where? Spent last night with Tom. My situtations are fuckign me up. i'll stay in bed with a father, coma out, drink, watch movies, shop with him, but i'm a bitch. And i have no idea what our relationship is. It doesn't much exist at the moment. Wait for fire, and everything freezes over. i'll let Tom touch me, i'll hang out with him, but we were best friends.. Not like this. And he has a girlfriend a year younger. i never wanted to fuck her up, but she can't find out. i'll ring Troy and tell him he cheated on me, i don't want him anymore. His friend is nice, though. i'll consider my friends, but what do they mean? They are different. And i don't own my own anymore. i'll fuck for drugs. i'll fuck for money. But this isn't what i want, need. And now i'm starting to straighten things out a bit more. Or, at least, try.