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Nov 30, 2001 05:44

Crying uncontrollably. Why? Uncertain. Don't know what to do with myself. Don't know what to think of the people around me. Considering being a recluse for a while, a few years perhaps. I'm tired of getting hurt. Most everyone I know now I will not be talking to 10 years from now. I care greatly for these people. All through my life those ( Read more... )

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anonymous April 8 2002, 11:10:48 UTC
i secretly love you and was only joking...but this game is fun so i hope i can still get responses when i criticze your writings.

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