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Haha. Everything is so funny I think I could just laugh myself to death. Haha. When I leave I won't miss a lot of people. It kind of makes me wonder why I put myself though things for people that don't care. I really wish I could tell people the way I feel. I am tired of being hurt. I don't want to be apart of anything. I don't want to ask anyone for anything. I don't want to need people and I don't want anyone to need me. I don't want to be loved or to love. Eh. I don't know what I want. I don't know anything. I don't know what I want out of life. I don't know what people expect from me. I don't know what I expect from myself. I don't know who I am. Or what I stand for. I'm glad I'm leaving. I can't stand this place any longer. I will miss the surf.