I'm alive.
I thought I was dying, reaching the end.
I'm happier then I have ever been.
I am who I am, I can't hide
I'm infatuated with this boy.
Please don't leave me like the others.
I'm in my apartment for the first time since February first.
Strange noises in the hall make me nervous, but I have a gun.
I wish the Golden Girls were on.
These
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