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Nov 27, 2002 20:42

Sometimes life seems so empty, like there is no purpose. Time complicates itself through the repetition of the same monotonous routines, leaving me numb to reality. I can't see how I can survive, striving to fit a mold that has been manufactured a hundred times over. I won't.

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littlebluebook November 27 2002, 21:36:29 UTC
i feel ya baby

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blah blah blah anonymous November 29 2002, 12:45:08 UTC
hey there you it's deidre...wowie...crazy stuff. Im glad that you don't want to be the same as everyone else...I'll still love you. I'll be there soon!

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