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things are weird. i know what i want. and i know what i don't. i know what i can get and it's not what i want.
school is going to start soon and i want to die. but, i'll be done in december. done. graduated. i'll be an adult with a real job. no working and going to school at the same time. i don't want to do it though. i dont think i can go through another semester.
i love who i love and i dislike people and i won't hide it anymore. there's no point in running away from feelings and pretending they aren't there. it makes thing worse.
school is going to start soon and i want to die. but, i'll be done in december. done. graduated. i'll be an adult with a real job. no working and going to school at the same time. i don't want to do it though. i dont think i can go through another semester.
i love who i love and i dislike people and i won't hide it anymore. there's no point in running away from feelings and pretending they aren't there. it makes thing worse.