Saturday 10:15 p.m 

It's been a week since I've seen or heard from her and I'm going insane so here I am in one of my clubs drowning in my sorrows. 

She still needed space and I respect that, I'm just happy and grateful that she didn't run when I told her about my killing spree else I don't know what I'd do.

I really want to stop, I really do but every time I get a call that someone's being attacked I suddenly feel the need to help. I personally think something is wrong with me and as for Austin Greene, well—

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