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it's a nice place to be, so tired last night i got home and dropped everything... i guess these are the sacrifices on has to make to make the future brighter for him and his own, i know one thing... i might hate st. catherines, but i hate toronto and the big city idiocy more... i might work there but i'll never live there.... hopefully i get a job in which it's easy to commute... or something here... but toronto sucks ass... i hated the whole week.... toronto is not somewhere to raise a child... no wonder i ended up as fucked up as I am... i was exhausted last night... it's amazing how far the body can put itself through when properly motivated... my skull is still ringing... need another good nights sleep...don't miss living in Toronto at all... didn't even bother with old freinds when i was there... they are part of another life... not one i want to return to... i have things to live forward now... if i'm gonna get drug into the abyss worse than i currently am, i'll do it by myself... without external influnces i supposedly call freinds....
Current Music: Tired as Hell.
Current Music: Hot for Teacher, Van Halen ya fucking right.... those days have come and gone... she's history.

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