I always hear about how much I complain when I write these journals... and how I should just get over what is bugging me...
From now on I don't give a flying fuck.. Those people can go jump off a bridge and die a horrible death by rusty nails!!

I write here so I don't have to keep everything inside all the time. I don't need any shit about how much I whine or bitch. I give up! I know I can't please everyone, but give me a fucking break! I don't go off on a tangent on you when you come to me with problems or when I read your journals. I always take time out of my life to help you through whatever is going on withy our life, but you never give a second of your life to care about what's happening to me. You'd be happier if I just died. No..., that wouldn't work be cause then there'd be no one to listen to all your damn problems. Because it seems like I'm the only one you can trust with all your problems. Because everyone one knows that I keep everything inside and I never tell anyone anything. It's ironic how you say that you're a good listener, but somehow I'm not good enough for you. All I have to say is this: ... It's been nice not talking to you since about mid(ish) October, or somewhere along there... Sure there are times that I think of you and how you've wronged me and I wonder why you never call when you say you will... but I don't fucking care anymore... You can have fun with your 'better life' and live your life in denial…