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Jun 06, 2006 20:27

im pretty sure im not okay. scattered thoughts. i need some reassurence

and everyone that said they were here for me are fucking liars

maybe now is a good time to run away to the clouds and live in my box castle. i dont need anyone. i can live off sunshine and a good book.

jack johnson knows me so well. he sings to me and about me. how can someone youve never met know so much about you dreams and express it so beautifully with such creativity and imagination.

i posses both of those qualities. ill show you all
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