Day 64

There are times when I just need to be hit in the head with a hammer. I found this song online and the first thought I had was that I should e-mail it to him because I know he’s been looking for it. Then I remembered. Oh yeah. I’m getting fucked over. Never mind.

I hate it when I get like this. I don’t want to fall back to where I was a few months ago. I don’t want to think I need his approval. I can’t move backwards.

Too bad. This is a pretty neat version of Clocks.