Sep 02, 2006 14:42
School.work.school.work.school.work.school.school.work.school.work.
I'm still kind of seeing Him. He's the only one who knows I'm alive. I'll be 21 soon, and at least he'll be there to bring me down where I should be.
Sometimes I think none of us has any right to be happy. Ever.
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also, can we please hang out when i get back from ireland and before i go back to sc?
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