A new storage room
02/20/2004 06:28 a.m.
Sometimes I feel as if you've left me here to rot.
God Jimmy, how could you bitch and preach at me when you're the one who left, you left this house, and most importantly, you left me....that's what it feels like sometimes. That you gave up and hated the "new" guy and didn't feel like dealing. The only problem was, you could leave, but I can't, and you left me here to deal with him, deal with them all and the constant bickering, late nights fights, things (or sometimes people) being slammed about waking me(if i was even sleeping at the time).

When you break down and it was the little things that set you off, you know you're really done. I'm so tired, much more then from sleepless nights.
I am currently Tired