i feel like shit. i mess things up. i really wish i could talk to someone, but it's 2:37, and i doubt anyone is awake. i don't even know what to say. i fear that people will read this as a sympathy entry, especailly since i haven't written in here in so long. but it's not. i just needed a place to write some words down, and a journal is good for
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