Excerpt from American Girls
April 2007
That winter, I was ready to run. She was always trying to hold me back, hold me down, hold me still.
“Come lay with me,” she’d say, her eyes pleading. I would, but only until she fell asleep. The second I heard her breathing slow, I’d get up.
“Where are you going” she’d ask, mostly
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you can add me if you want. (theres really no need to ask. i love new friends!) this isn't my real journal, tho, this is my writing/"i want to be skinny" journal. my real journal is juego_de_sangre, but it's not really all the interesting.
:)
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so i guess ill keep watching this journal, mind if i add your real journal too?
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Thank you :)
♠ Kelly
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