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OMG WHERE IS MY DOMY!? I miss him. He's all .. dead and stuff. He never talks to me anymore and we don't have comment convos anymore in my journal. It makes me want to cry and cry and cry. Speaking of crying, where is mr. Orlando at?! He's missed so much of my life by not being here. That dirty butthole. He needs to be shot in the weeny head that
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I was outside earlier just sitting on my porch, right? Well, I started singing and all of a sudden I lost my breath. I could hardly breath anymore. I had to hold in my breath and then work it out slowly. Oh man, I could have keeled over and passed out, knocked my head open and died. That would be so sad. No one would know it either. That's the part that scares me.
That doesn't sound quite normal, Liv. You might want to tell your doctor about it next time you get around to going.
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Yeah. It's not. Butttttt I hate the doctor so I'll pass. I think it's because it was so hot outside.
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Well...as long as you think you're doing the right thing.
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