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so, the college search is over for moi.
no more anxiety. no more worries (kinda) about financial aid. no more thought involved. except, well:
a. my car; b. my boyfriend; c. registering for classes; d. my life; e. where i lost my wallet; f. the car payment in said lost wallet; g. everything aaaahhhhhh

( this is pointless when I all I can think about is )

dear journal,

I have missed you. unfortunately all my time is being eaten away by stress.

and again.////

oh holy fuck.

why is elliott smith dead?

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I’m trying to stop this crying and I think I’m almost successful. But there are people all around and if they saw me it’d be the end of me. And this teacher is just so mean, she made me cry and that hasn’t happened in so long. And if I don’t stop typing this I am liable to start again. But I really wanted to type this here because I wanted my ( Read more... )

I hate when my mom makes me feel bad about myself. the current crap: I'm not pretty (enough?).

Does anyone have some Postal Service they can burn for me?

i want you to post anything you want
a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love--anything
make sure you post anonymously

♥

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I wrote this all last night, but oh well.


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