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I think you might be horribly dissapointed if I told you about myself. Fuck, I even make myself sick just thinking about it. As much as I try to convince myself about how un-important everything is it turns out i'm wrong. It really sucks that another thing in my life has shattered beyound repair and I can do nothing but feel the glass cut my skin. I wish I could forget and I wish is didn't hurt.