I just got back from NYC. A lot of my friends from SF just moved out there and it was great to see them. I saw my friends - the two gallants - play at an amazing show in brooklyn - hung out with my friends jameson, harrison, and i saw my friend leah who i haven't seen in forever. harrison and i went to critical mass on friday and i got my bag stolen with my id, ss card, journals, new book, heathers jacket, and $150. i barely got back to sf. will was an amazing host and it was so awesome to hang out with him while i was in town. i just got a card in the mail from my monica. . i think heather and i just broke up and i feel like i'm going to vomit. i've lost trust and faith in all people and i really am just through with relationships of all kinds. i just think i'm meant to work and never be with anyone. i don't want to ever be with anyone. i just seem to get fucked over again and again. also the poem i wrote on my previous entry wasn't about a recent situation but from something that happened about 3 years ago. i need a friend. too bad i don't have any of those
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i hope you can find someone to talk to about this... Monica seems like a good candidate! i know you have friends out there; now's the time to reach out to them. (yeah, i'd offer you my shoulder, but when we saw each other every day we never talked about stuff like this, so why would it be different now that we're 900 miles apart and e-friends? well, maybe it's easier now, i don't know. if you want to talk, i'll listen.)
try to take care of yourself this week.