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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
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<p>I spent the day having responsibilities that aren’t mine pushed upon me unwillingly because people can’t deal with them themselves. So when I got home today (to a package, yay) and talked with Moondog, I was hardly in the mood for an argument, so I tried everything I could think off to be as reasonable as possible, and now we’re in limbo. Everything, that is, except backing down. There’s nothing I can do about our current dilema. I’ve dealt with just dealing with things that make me uncomfortable in relationships in the past, and it almost always lead to disaster, so I stand firm (ha ha) on my current boundry of no sex. However, that just seemed to confuse things as I offered Moondog myself as I was before. I’m trying my hardest to be steadfast, but it’s only seeming to make things worse. I wish I knew if I were helping Michael, or hurting him further by doing this. It makes me just want to give up sometimes; curl up, fall asleep, and never wake again</p>
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