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[sprinklethief]

i'm so excited that i spent so much time and money getting a nice little party together for all TWO FUCKING PEOPLE who are coming (out of 40 invited). at least they'll have all the neat little healthy snacks they can possibly eat.

it's so fucking painful for me. it takes a lot for me to reach out to people, to be social. it's just not my nature. i finally muster up the guts to do something nice, to try to be a social member of society and i have all but totally been rejected.

i'm done. seriously.

i've been crying for a few days now. i really thought i'd passed the "socially awkward" phase of my life, but i now realize that phase will never go away. i guess it's time to curl up with a bottle of wine and some percocets and just cut my losses.

i'm done playing host. i'm done trying to offer an escape for people. i'm done trying to help because - when it comes down to it no one seems to really want it. i'm done playing mediator, counselor and psychiatrist. no, i won't analyze your problems until you cough up the $100 i should be getting paid for this shit.

i'm just fucking.... done.

after tonight, casa del kym is closed to visitors.

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[paroxysm-cycle.livejournal.com]

i hate that dip, i simply cannot stop eating it. he just pulled that recipe out of thin air too. i love having a man who can cook.

b-day gifts? :) awww, ya shouldn't have!