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I know I was wrong to leave you. You may not be right for me but you’re always true to me. All this time away gave me the strength to say I was over you… but I cracked and came back… and it was good! So I will stop fighting my true nature, I am what I am, you and I are one in the same. So what if you have used countless hundreds like me every night, but when I am with you, I feel as if I am the only one. So lie to me again, cheat on me again, and make me feel like you care just one more time. Take me back West Sixth, I’m going to make 2009 a year to remember, trust me !

So I have been thinking about this for some time now… and this is really hard for me, trust me. I know how much fun we have together, all those long nights and crazy randevu’s. We both know your not good for me, a bad influence at my weakest point. Let’s just be friends, I still want to see you…. just not all the time, and not like before, it needs to be different, I need to move on. I am not the same person I was 9 months ago, but you won’t let me grow, and it’s time I cut this relationship off.

It’s over, I’m breaking up with you Down Town Austin (West 6th, Dirty 6th, 4th & Warehouse).

So last night my friend JD and I were walking back to my car minding our biznas. We walked passed 3 trust fund (I work in the Frost Tower) guys getting into a BMW SUV. Well I was talking to JD and over heard one of the guys call me a fagot…. WHHHHAAAAATTTT!!! did you call me? Of course I stopped, and then they proceeded to get out of there car and walk over to square us off. I am out gunned but not nearly as drunk as these fuck tards, and the bigger one comes to square with me, and the little one keeps running his mouth like a strip bar disc jockey. At this point I can tell neither JD or my self had any intention of getting into a fight tonight, to be honest my night was super fun up until that point. And even tho the adrenaline started pumping… I was not nearly as amped up as I have been in past fights, I was actually very calm. To my surprise one of them had a sense of reason and proceeded to tell us his friends were just drunk and that unless we really wanted to start a fight we should just walk away. I thought about it for a moment, but felt I had been challenged and that I needed to prove something… but to who? And for what? So three drunk guys can say they started a fight over?? what? calling someone a name? I stood there for a good two minutes while Egor from the GAP was breathing hot steam down my neck waiting for me to make a move, meanwhile Napoleon from EXPRESS is still running his mouth (the little ones always do). So I took a second look, the bars were a little overwhelmed with dudes tonight, and maybe these guys are just bummed they ain’t getting laid tonight and the coke and roids has them all bent out of shape. I on the other hand had a great night, seen some old friends, made some new ones and talked to a number of very attractive women… I had no reason to be a hater. My life is damn good. So, we walked away. End of story.