Nobody loves me, it's true...not like you do.
DAMMIT I have all these great dreams and I wake up in the middle of the night and think of how good they would be on my journal and then in the morning I don't remember them. So I guess I'll just tell a dream that's about 2 months old. In the dream I was on the ground surrounded by a bunch of bad people who had me held prisoner in the back-yard of
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