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sometimes i feel like its a good thing i'm leaving in 4 days. its not like anybody will really miss me. everyone will forget about me when i go down to Fl. i guess i just fucked up this summer. and now that its over i can't do anything about it. shit. sometimes i just want to be happy. i guess happiness is never pure, never truly.
atleast i still have some people who love me and have some compassion.
i was actually getting really sad about going to school but now i guess i'll be better off there. damn, sometimes i hate myself.
atleast i still have some people who love me and have some compassion.
i was actually getting really sad about going to school but now i guess i'll be better off there. damn, sometimes i hate myself.