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My father had a heartattack a few days ago (don't worry , I don't care) , don't know if he is dead or alive (not so bothered about that either) .


Someone I know today today be I'm "completely unlikeable" (not that I've actually truthfully liked anyone in *that* way since the end of last year) and that he pitys' any man who comes into contact with me , I'm not sure he expected the response of "me too" , according to him , the all-knowing expert , my drinking is getting out of hand , Me ? drinking ? never. I've just been drunk nearly every day since early march, once I've been drunk everyday for the next 6 months , then we might have something to talk about. I guess they just need to give up while they're ahead.

Ahh I finally got my press passes for Tuska this afternoon , so my dreams about being drunk for 3 days are no more , since I have to work the whole festival :(
I'm sure I'll manage to make up for it at night somehow.

I'll never say it out loud , but I still miss you.
It's just easier if I type it here , on a screen. Where I can delete it.
If only I could use the delete button on my memories too. I'd delete your entire existance in my life.