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9/05/16
Cam left to watch a movie with his friends four hours ago.
Which means I've been home alone for four hours.
And he said he didn't want me to run away or leave him.
What an idiot.
It's pushing 4 o'clock.
Ideas are running across my mind like children playing around in a field.
Annoying and constant.
I'll leave tonight.
If Cam doesn't come home till later tonight, then I can make up a stupid excuse as to why I'm gone.
And then never come back.
Well, I will.
But not after a month or two.
Who knows.
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I tap my foot to the rhythm of the song playing on the television.
"Wish You Were Gay"
Cam had told me that he was spending the night at their house, and he wants me to keep updated on where I am.
It's now seven, I've done nothing today besides straightening up the house and planning out my disappearance in my head.

Anxiety begins to kick in.

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