I'm at Emoface's.
I'm staying the night.
I guess that I piss people off by commenting on their journals.
I didn't mean to upset anyone, but alas..That's all I ever do.
TheSTART is Friday.
I.
CAN'T.
WAIT.
Mmhmm.

Tehly yours,
elle*

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So, I still don't feel like I like myself. It's just a feeling. I can't describe it. I was trying to tell people about it, to see if they could help, and they all said,"But I love you the way you are. Why do you want to change? You're so (insert clich word here). " I mean, if people like me now that's great. But I just don't want to be this way ( Read more... )

So..I don't want to be me anymore.
I need a change.
Something.
Anything.
I don't look right the way I am..

I just...
DON'T
WANT
TO
BE
ME.

Yeah.

Almostly yours,
elle*

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