I'm like busting at the seams with stuff. But I'm not in a mood to write, or do anything. I'm going to force myself to write a decent entry if it kills me. There is so much drama in my life, I swear, if I drank everytime I was stressed out this past month, I wouldn't be sober for a year. Between work, school, and stupid guys who can't make up their
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