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too bad theres no love for mark. had my heart broken last night. found out i was just a test, two great days and it all turns out to be fake.

I roamed around journals after work today, and to my utter suprise i was moved. realizations came to me. i guess this isnt just a place for me to bitch and moan about my life to whoever cares to look just so i can breathe again ( Read more... )

Well last night was fun. Went to Valpo and wandered around bored like the old days. Got to see Ashley with her idiot boyfriend again, nothing coulda made my night better.

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im sick of it...sick of it all. but im specially sick of always being the friend. of always being the guy who finds the perfect girl just to find out that shes someone else's perfect girl, or she doesnt think your the perfect guy. all you wonderful girls out there i got one message for you, go rot.

Well tonight was a fucked up night. Started out good, got to hang out with Ashley (a cute, sweet girl i met not too long ago) and a few other friends like curtis and david. Had some fun, night was rolling along good...and then someone slipped us something it wasnt. Had a drunken incident, and an overdose as well ( Read more... )

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