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[Oct. 4th, 2005|03:14 pm] |
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There's nothing that you could say to me to keep me from walking away. So let's go. Maybe it hasn't registered yet, to you that we're through. But, we're as done as it gets my love and for us there will be no sunrise as I lay next to you, and this is the last thing I will ever give to you. It's over. This is the last thing I give to you. It's over. |
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[Sep. 30th, 2005|11:40 am] |
So my birthday was the funnest I've had in years.
I am so grateful to have my friends. Every single night I thank god for having them in my life.
They are the true reason I am still breathing.
I'm happy.
I just hope it lasts. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2005|02:46 pm] |
So today I turned 17.
I havent actually felt excited on my birthday since I was about 12. I havent had a happy birthday since then either.
Maybe today will be different than the past five years.
I guess I'm going to Jillians and hanging out with friends.
Thank goodness I have my friends. I dont know where the hell I'd be without them.
I'm sooo grateful.
blah.
I dont like school.
It pisses me off.
Especially my school.
Fucking stoners left and right.
FUCK EM.
It's my day today. My turn to be happy for a little bit.
Can I get an amen? |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2005|10:16 am] |
This is my first entry.
It's boring.
I havent slept very well. I'm fucking exhausted.
But oh well.
I forgot how to write in detail.
fuck it.
I'll write later. |
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