Has this journal just been the whining me going on and on about whoever I've been deeply involved with one way or another? More of the Broken and Beaten Down. Yeah that's right I'm just lacing up my boots and heading off to work then. Duty > Love I got the story twisted for the better part of the last year. Regrets? Absolutely. Do it again? NO! Music and hard work are my life. That's it. When you hold down shift in Atom and press enter you cannot go to the next line. Is it like that everywhere? No. Hmm. She's been holding down my shift in my Atom and I was trying to get to the next line. Pinkies up! She really did fuck me up with her whole thing that she did. She was amazing. We had some good times, _yadda-yadda-yadda_. I got played like that dusty violin, you know the one that only sounded good when you played it at night, but nowhere near any streetlights. Pork chops are 1.49 starting tomorrow (today) Assumption about being broken: not sure that is entirely true. I work just fine, I just don't play well with others. Craig, I miss you brother. _The human animal is a beautiful and terrible creature, capable of limitless compassion and unfathomable cruelty._