I think I'm an evil person. I can't say why, but I definately am. I should be happy for someone when I am not. Yet when I could have done something about it to make me happy I didn't. And now I'm mad at my friend. For no good reason other than I'm a bitch. And I'm nervous and anxious. And I don't want to go to Europe. And I don't wnat to find out
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