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I have never wanted to stuff my face with my own self pity and suffocate and die more than I did last night. Oh wait I did.
I can't wait to be away from everything that I imagine to be great, but that is miserable. Have you read Go Ask Alice? It's sad and fufilling... but completely empty at the same time. I want to go home. I never again want to think about the past. I never again want to think of the wonderful time rich would be having if I wasn't around.
I can't wait to be away from everything that I imagine to be great, but that is miserable. Have you read Go Ask Alice? It's sad and fufilling... but completely empty at the same time. I want to go home. I never again want to think about the past. I never again want to think of the wonderful time rich would be having if I wasn't around.