after much shitfullness, i finally collected the last of my things from sam's house...and now i feel strangely relieved...
i thought i would be saddened by it..but nope..it's really a case of "thank fuck that is over"..
and seeing her didn't affect me as much as i thought it was going to. before she got home...i was feeling quite nervous in my tummy...ut when i saw her scowling and being a grumpy cunt i thought "no fuckin way am i gonna let this get to me"...and i didn't...and i'm guessing she hates me even more for that..

but more on this tomorrow..



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