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so I was reading Vogue last night and in it one of the various authors said something about closing doors, and how she felt she had made the right decisions and closed all the right doors, and ive been thinking about what kind of doors ive closed and what kind of opportunities i've missed out on because of the choices that i have previously made in life and the choices that i will continue to make. its kind of like those books they used to write, where you would read a chapter and at the end it would give 3 outcomes to choose and depending on whatever outcome you would go to a different chapter and every time you read the book you could always make it different. yeah, thats kind of how life is.
i wish i had friends who actually seemed to care about me, or remember me, or even want me around. i need more friends that are actually like me.
a boy would also be nice. a boy that would make me feel pretty and special and cared for and wanted. i miss my bff, even though hes barely gone for any time at all, i cant even like talk to him or anything though... boys boys boys. the only ones that are actually like worth liking or something either are too cool or like dont even know i exist. yeah, thats pretty fun
did i mention i'm in the isc, alone, again. sweet.