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it's been the same. i went to the relatives and finally clung to someone, or at least tried to make a friend. his name is jacob and he is cool.i always thought he'd be the one not to smoke. he's 19 and he moved to texas because no one over here can take him. we went for a walk and it was funny. i'll probably see him one or zero more time(s). that wasn't important, but i wanted to write.
your voice seems of pure hate.
whitney and brad spent time with me and my mom on wednesday night. just for a few hours we all ate and went shopping.
i still love my new icon to fricken death.