Jul 20, 2005 13:33
It's weird how we grow or maybe more so are broken. I look at my life now and there are so many things I put up with that I never would have. It's almost as if i've given up fighting for things that I don't believe I can have anymore. There is no piece of the girl I used to be left, she died and i'm not entirely sure who took her place.
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-your friend, through whatever may come...
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