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Feb 07, 2010 22:36

every morning on my way to work i hope that someone loses control of their car and crashes into mine, killing me.
i wish i had the courage to do it myself.
but some days life tricks me, making me think it will get better.
but i'm starting to figure out that it never will.
i walked into the kitchen tonight to find my step mom examining her gold jewelry. trying to find anything worth selling.
this is what i have to look forward to.
i'll pass.
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