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Sep 28, 2008 21:47

A recent anonymous reply to this entry has made me realize that it's about time that I post a revised version.

Sometimes, I think that I smoke too much pot.

Sometimes, I know I smoke too much pot.

Sometimes, I think that my boyfriend is a figment of my imagination because he is so rarely a part of my life here.

Sometimes, I think that my friends are extremely dangerous people and they should not be trusted with my life.

Sometimes, I think that people keep me around because I'm convenient and willing to do almost anything.

Sometimes, I think that people pretend to like me more than they do because I seem like a good person to know.

Sometimes, I think that college isn't the right place for me and that I should not be wasting my mother's money.

Sometimes, I wonder if the people I surround myself with know how much they mean to me.

Sometimes, I think that I'm pretty but it's just hard for other people to see when I'm so out of it all of the time.

Sometimes, I think that falling in love with certain people could make my life perfect but then I realize that it would just make everything more complicated.

Post anything you want, secrets, hate notes, whatever. Post them anonymously. Let's see what you've got the guts to say.

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