I was about to go out on a rant about how isolated I am, but then I realized what today was. Somehow not much else seems so important. May we all live to see the day where we can accept our cultural differences and celebrate them; not destroy them.

But yes, me and Jeremiah got into it again last night. I should have known he couldn't have changed so quickly. He's not a bad person, but I have my own standards, and there's no hope as long as he tries to defend that whore to me. I thought at first maybe I should envy his ability to forgive so quickly, and then I realized he can't forgive her until he first realizes what she's really done. I don't wanna see him hurt, but this just isn't my place anymore. Somethings are just untouchable.

...trying to find where selfishness and self-respect divide...

"Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?
Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire?
My generosity has been disabled
By my sense of duty to offer."
Song of the Day: Alanis - "Offer"