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[munchkin1284]

well, its been awhile since i've updated. This weekend was crazy. Mahcus and Joe came up. Mahcus was Amanda's boyfriend, key word being WAS. Joe was the guy they were going to set me up with. HE SUCKED. I have never met a guy with so little class, so little intelligence and such a shitty personality. I was appalled. If you want more details, IM me

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[fanoben15]

Hey,
I can't say that your entry made me sad. In fact, it made me happy that other people are feeling the same thing. I guess the part that not a lot of people understand is that we are all so afraid to come home because people don't know US anymore. They know all the fucked up little things we did as a kid. We aren't kids anymore. It's hard to show your old friends what you've made of yourself because they will always hold the memory of you eating glue or getting stoned. Your school friends are fresh. It was an opportunity to start over without the preconceptions. You're not afraid to come back to your all friends, you're afraid of coming back to your past and feeling TOTALLY ALONE. Amen to that my dear! Life is little old Reading is a bitch. I wish everyone luck when they enter this hell hole.

Peace.

[munchkin1284]

Exactly! but theres more to it. Just as people don't know us anymore, we don't know them. I think that scares me more than people not knowing me. I loved knowing everything about everyone, that way I could be the go-to girl and if I don't know then hows that gonna work? And the other part of that is, I don't like my past. I was an idiot. A complete fuckwit. But that was the past, thats not the present or the future, but every damn time I go to Reading and bump into somebody who knows something foolish that I did or said in the past, I feel so dumb, they give that look, they dont even have to say anything, its just that damn look. Anyways, thanks Kermit...ttyl

[distortedchaos]

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