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I feel like shit.
I look like shit.
I am nothing less.
Never have been.
Never will be.
I wanna die.
I don't even think I have a motive tonight.
I don't even need one.
WTF.
Why am I always so fucking depressed.
I miss Linda so much.
:[
So much.
& Vito.
My Vito<3
Me & Tiffani might be going to Virginia during the summer.
&& if she loves me, Tennessee.
My goshhhh.
Mikeebghjgbshjvzxsbvsas.
Imagine?
Whoawhoa.
I'm so fucking lonely.
Tonight I met this boy, Freddie.
He's cute. He is so little, aha<3
WHY DOES EVERYONE MAKE FUN OF THE NEW YORK ACCENT I DONT' HAVE!
W T F mate?
I feel like writing poetry.
But I have writer's block.
I wish a plane engine dropped on my room, right after I finish my entry. My parents would get 23872368626812 $$ and I'd finally be able to STFU.
I hate hating life.
ShootXme.
I look like shit.
I am nothing less.
Never have been.
Never will be.
I wanna die.
I don't even think I have a motive tonight.
I don't even need one.
WTF.
Why am I always so fucking depressed.
I miss Linda so much.
:[
So much.
& Vito.
My Vito<3
Me & Tiffani might be going to Virginia during the summer.
&& if she loves me, Tennessee.
My goshhhh.
Mikeebghjgbshjvzxsbvsas.
Imagine?
Whoawhoa.
I'm so fucking lonely.
Tonight I met this boy, Freddie.
He's cute. He is so little, aha<3
WHY DOES EVERYONE MAKE FUN OF THE NEW YORK ACCENT I DONT' HAVE!
W T F mate?
I feel like writing poetry.
But I have writer's block.
I wish a plane engine dropped on my room, right after I finish my entry. My parents would get 23872368626812 $$ and I'd finally be able to STFU.
I hate hating life.
ShootXme.