I've been wrong the whole day.
Saturday, 05/08/04 - 8:50 pm.

It hit me today. That my brother is leaving for El Paso on the 31st, for five years. I thought he'd leave in june. I thought I still had may.

So I cried. I cry. And I don't expect to stop anytime soon. I can't get over it.

Oh, and my dad has had the perfect touch the entire day to make me feel like scum.

I'm going to electrocute myself in the bathtub. Bye.

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