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[Jul. 18th, 2005|03:58 pm] |
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Summer storms are simply wonderful. |
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[Jul. 18th, 2005|05:53 pm] |
ready to kill myself. jeff ruined me. i had broken those habits, and him ripping my heart out just made me slip back into them. i want to cut. i want to die. nothing ever gets better, and i feel like it never will. and its all my fault.
i am:
pissed
upset
hurt
numb
bitter
scared
i am tired of ruining everything. i am tired of being stupid and making mistakes. why cant i stop? why cant i just be happy? i hate myself and i want to die. |
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[Jul. 18th, 2005|08:20 pm] |
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Feeling better I guess. I still want to cut, but I got some things off my chest with John. We faught, got really grr at each other, but it ended good. Which is always a good sign.
He says he wont leave, and I believe him. He may change his mind later, everyone's mind can change, but I believe he is sincere now.
Watching RAW, having strange deja vu with this one scene... I could swear I have seen this part before... but its suppose to be live... Whatever. Its probably my wierd head. |
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