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Everything's been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch
Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party
Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah
Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along
Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch
You know what I love? When people cut you off their journal for... how would you say it? For reasons they don't know all the details for?
Newflash. That's right... PAY ATTENTION. This is me making a REAL post. I'm here... and I'm alive. I still read peoples' journals on a regular basis, even if I don't post on my own.
I have a job now.
I'm currently in the process of writing novels for two series.
These two things occupy most of my life now. I'm sorry I don't hop on AIM and chat for hours or make 32498243798542978982 comments on other peoples' journals each day, but... I still care.
I love the way three people have deleted me from their LJs in the past few months. It's like saying 'hey, guess what! You're not commenting to MY posts and concentrating on MY life, rather than bettering your own, and that's just not good enough....'
And as for YOU. I traveled across the entire fucking country to spend time with you. I think that should be enough to show friendship. I don't feel like I should have to prove my friendship by the command of someone else. You know my phone number... How many times have you called me?
But you know what...? This is my week off and a half. My only one. Morgan's here. I have a convention, vacation, and a plane trip to prepare for. So... I'm going to enjoy it. I have company. I don't need the drama. Bye bye, loves. ♥
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