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i sit here, in front of my newly formatted computer. i have to admit im not thinking too clearly. to be quite honest, i havent thought at all. ive been going. i ran away. im pretty scared, because i know im alone for real this time. i dont know if im going to be ok. i didnt lie, to you certain people, when i told you im going to fucking kill myself in the morning for what i did. you just cant see it. i know i shouldnt have done it... i know that was my test and i failed. and i care so much. and i dont know why i did it. it just serves to make me more isolated. everything is so foggy, but i really realize right this minute how much i fucked up. but i dont regret it. i dont regret anything about last night... well, except for the whole dildo/microphone/wild party thing. none of that made any sense at all.
this week was a blast. i really appreciate everyone who hung out with my sick/grumpy ass. but... last night was the best, but only one of you will understand that it wasent the obvious that made it good, but the something else. <3 i like you. marry me?
this week was a blast. i really appreciate everyone who hung out with my sick/grumpy ass. but... last night was the best, but only one of you will understand that it wasent the obvious that made it good, but the something else. <3 i like you. marry me?