i am a fuck. a fuck fuck fucking fuck. and i sat in my room crying, dying, vomiting, screaming for a whole month about how unfair life is and how fucking cruel some people can be, just to be chemically resurrected and forced into the realization that i am one of those people. one person. there was one person that never left me. she had every
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i know we don't really talk and have only seen each other on sporadic occasions, just know that i'm here if you need someone...or if you just need a drive to jacksonville... :)
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