M is seriously becoming a pain in my ass lately. She can't seem to keep her mouth shut long enough to let me think or breathe. She's got a problem with almost everything I do. I need out of this place. I need out of this town. I need out of this mess. Keith called SEB last night. They talked for a long time, I guess. She plans on going to visit him. He asked her to come. I'm slightly envious, not because of Keith, but because SEB is so lucky. PRD would never call me and ask me to come see him. I hope it all works out well without as little mess as possible. She called a moment ago, wanting to hang out. I should call her back. I will in a minute. So I went and seen L&W last night, late. Brandon was there. He's still my boy for some reason. He may be a prick and a loser, but there's just something about him. He's cool to me. In some spiritual way. Connection is what it's all about. Connection. He scored free food last night. Lying like usual. "Yeah, I came through drive thru an hour ago...etc etc." He's a master at it. Believable. Almost brilliant to watch. Criminal-istic to the fullest. I missed him. Wen is still Wen and she's still a bitch. (M has just shot her last...fuck her.) I cannot wait until I can get out of here forever. I will never look back. I will never miss anyone. I will never worry. I will never stress. I will never give a fuck again. It is now time for me to give SEB a call and see if I can get out of this fucking hell-hole-of-a-home. "There will be peace in the valley..." DFN.