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Oct 06, 2004 15:23

It hard trying to be perfect..I try too hard to be what everyone wants me to be..Its hard trying to live different lives...Im suppose to make mistakes..Im suppose to screw up..I'll grow up when its time..

..I need to live somewhere else..

..I need a hug..

I hate whining but all this stress building up inside is making me physically sick..and I cant take it any longer..
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