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i'm going out with tara...even though i really just want to sit here and be depressed. i wish i would've gotten that something.....maybe i'd feel better. i don't know. i just to be fucked up, or drunk, or something. being sober makes me depressed and think of stupid things. i wish i could talk to you, but you aren't home. that really sucks. i miss you like crazy, and i love you. i hope i see you tomorrow, i might cry, if i don't.