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The days are endless.
I just want to get out of here. -
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Jon yelled at me yesterday.
He said I needed to start thinking for myself and stop worrying about those around me.
I need to start making decisions for myself, and stop letting people suck me dry.
I cried on my break.
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I can't just get you out of my head.
I considered making a new journal, since I did not feel like blogging on myspace and having all those I know read my thoughts and disregard them as they generally did. I realized that I would not be able to check back on the progress that I have made throughout these four years, or three years, or however many years...and laugh at myself for it all ( Read more... ) -
Finished.
People don't read this ( Read more... ) -
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Everyday I'm finding a new way to cope. Sometimes I'm more upset than I was the day before. I don't know what it is. I'm not being treated horribly. I'm not doing anything wrong. It's just that as my days go by, I'm finding more and more reason to stray away and hide within myself from these people I thought I was way close to. It's reasonable. ( Read more... ) -
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You died today. This is why October sucks.
A full year.
All of my friends are sitting there and watching me fall deeper into this hole.
Such a great year. -
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It's my birthday.
It's the worst ever.
The highlight of it all: Spending time with Mikeal, Jesika and Al.
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Oh...anything at all...
I've learned my lesson.
Just please don't let October come.
I regret not being the one to save you.
Am I selfish when I ask you to come from the Heavens to save me?
I miss you so damn much...
In the latter half of December ( Read more... ) -
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If you're going to be the person to lift me up off my feet, do it quick~ -
I won't try to fix you.
I feel like I'm gradually rotting.
Sick.