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Aug 29, 2004 09:44


I unfortunetly woke up today. My stomach is a mess, Rachel's a sleep, or course. My foot is killing, now when I put weight on it, it stings. Don't want to talk about anything. Have you met Rachel? She makes me noodles and pudding and gives me ice. What a good friend. I felt soo messed, I'm sick of everything, including myself. Why does everything ( Read more... )

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my loveeeeeeee rachel_babe August 29 2004, 14:07:22 UTC
im at your house, and i love you so much dont let anyone make you feel like shit and im sorry i was asleep i stayed up as late as i could<3 it's my job to take care of you michelle so dont wrry about it

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manda311marie August 29 2004, 16:49:39 UTC
michelley.. im sorry for everything you know i love you. racel is a good cook. she made me pbj and stuffing. keep icing your foot. you are tough, haha i would have cried if that happened to me. well hasta luego (this is where u say eggo), i ♥ you.

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