veganjihad

in a few hours i will be 22. Last year my family forgot about my birthday. To boot, i was leaving town, because i could not stand to be around my ex. It seems so much like last year, that i want to puke. While i have no desire to get back together with Abby, i still have feelings for her and she refuses to let me move on. At the same time, the person who i would really like to be with is both far away, and has decided that from now on, we should only be friends.
this time next week, i need to leave and not come back, untill i start my real estate empire.