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[Sep. 9th, 2005|04:04 pm] |
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| |  .....Fuck | ] |
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| | Funeral for a Friend-Streetcar | ] |
Everything is so fucked up and nothing is working out! I'm trying so fucking hard but no there's always avoidence stratagies. I'm obbsessed in a way and i cant help it but there's an awfull gut feeling that it isnt gonna work and I should just give up but I dont want to.
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!
By the way, it only Hannah that'll know what I'm on about.
The start of school was crap. I've been told constantly how I'm gonna let the school down cuz I wont achieve my CATs.
No one is home and I'm starving and there's no food so my dinner is matleasers. how healthy.
God. I'm such a fucking sob story. |
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