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i did something stupid tonight. something jodi will more then likely kill me for. i've been so depressed that last night and today i've been physically ill. i can't shake my headache and this constant feeling that i'm going vomit. that time i was this unhappy was in tenth grade... funny to think that all this was brought on by a silly photobooth in chuckee cheese. i've come to see that i will more then likely never find the deep abiding love that i want. i'm not a beauty. not the one guys look twice at. though this saddens me maybe its just time that i face facts and buck up now instead of deluding myself into thinking i'm something special.