this is all from the old journal.
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decembre: O' sorrowful world have you no joy?
novembre: nothing beautiful could ever come frome me.
octobre: sometimes i like girls for all the wrong reasons. sometimes i like them for all the right reasons.
semtembre: Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby(dont ask)
Aout: america here i come! i shall return upon the hour of one on the afternoon of monday
juillet: i just bought 465 pogs on ebay for 8 dollars
juin: this war is eternal.there is a struggle a bloody discourse if you will that is going on
mai: this morning i came home only to have my mom tell me that my rabbit is very ill
avril: isnt it wonderful when nobody is honest with you and instead of being honest they stop knowing you.
mars: Oh L-rd my G-d i am overwhelmed.
fevrier: i didnt think this would hurt me so much
janvier: i have this problem with overanalyzing everything...so i am probably just being insane again