I read back on my journal for the first time in forever. It reads like a spiritual cesspool.
When I first started this journal, I was nasty, abusive, highly reactive, and slobbering over hideous skanks, who don't even hold a candle to
skye_ds. I was in a place of pain, and inflicted it on the people closest to me-- the same people who cared for me the
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