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[annabelleec]

Some people go to therapy. Some try to drown the voices in their head in drink. Stifle them with the sheets of a woman that smells a lot like that sunset on that summer evening many moons ago. They lull the voices into submission with song and dance. Bribe them with designer labels. A lot like snake charmers, they coax the voices into the

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[sugar_assassin]

Oh my God, yes. That's exactly how it is to write. I leave these messages for people... these SOS love letters, these screaming cries for attention and love and help. I leave them here, in this journal, and wait for people to discover them. I have even straight out told some people about the existance of this journal, written notes to him here, but alas I do not matter enough for him to put forth the effort to follow my bread crumbs. People disappoint me so much

[annabelleec]

In some twisted perverted way I think that it's good to still be able to be disappointed by people. The means that you haven't been jaded by life, that you can still expect the best from those around you. And when there is someone deserving, you will be able to give them your very best.

xo

[sugar_assassin]

And this one, if I can get it to fit.

[annabelleec]

Hooray!!!
Can't wait for the next issue =)