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so this kind of sucks. but i'm feeling happy. that's always good. it was super duper fun to see marianne and rachel last night. they're so funny. i wish i could 've seen more of a certain person but what can ya do? maybe today. maybe not. eh. whatever. i'd almost just rather not(lies). it'd be kind of icky in a wanting what i can't have kind of way. but i guess i'm a bitch for posting things like that here because i mean that is sort of a ""private"" thing i suppose but i mean this is a ""journal"" isn't it? well honestly, i think people take these thigns too seriusly sometimes. a journal is something you keep in your room locked away with your thoughts. people aren't supposed to know wht you're thinking all the time. they're just not. it's bad. i mean if people knew what i thought all the time. everyone woudl hate me. i have such a rude profane obscene mean mind. i mean a lot of times i have arguments with my brain and i tell it how mean it is and then it shows me disgusting pictures of like animals dying and i'm like, what the hell are you doing, get out of my head!!! i dont' know you!! ahh. so i'm done ranting i guess i'm just in a shittyish mood. but i'll be happy once i'm at the sad wtih my friends. i wish sam could go. mom won't let her sleep over. meh. oh well. last ngiht was fun. end of story((i'm the best story teller) haha brett((other one)) with me being the sky and him being the limit and then us being one person becaues the sky IS the limit. he just only WISHES he could tell stories like I can. they're all just JEALOUS. mhm. that's what it is.
-Kelsey Rose
-Kelsey Rose