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I just got a new blog, as it seems Ujournal crashed or something, and I expect not to get my account back there. So I'm merely replacing it.

I figured out why this one chick who I thought liked me had never responded to my phonecalls; she'd picked up a boy-of-summer and was with him. -_-#

It's times like this that I wonder if what I suspect about my own personal destiny is true. And usually, it is.

So my only place left is here, online... and even here, I have no home. No place to come to rest in.

I am the Last.