January 13th, 2006


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Somehow, along the way, my optimism started to fade away. I'm still naive and more than not I'm the one pulling for others...but I feel like there's no good left in the world. Everyone's selfish, me included.

I called the cops on my neighbors last night because I heard him hit her three times (by the time I was listening, which was well into the fight). I never heard the cops show up.

I envisioned a fight at the station because noone wanted to take a domestic violence case so it never got taken care of. Suddenly, about a half hour after I called the police, the fight ended abruptly.

Did she finally agree with him and forfeit her strength? Or did he just finally kill her?