Feb 21, 2005 22:49
Some how I always fine myself missing everything I used to have even though I hated having it when I did (if that makes sense). I miss the way my family used to be, and I miss how innocent my old friends and I were. I never knew that growing up was going to be this hard and I think im ready to admit that I need a little help.
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