Everyday this place just seems less and less like home. This place i grew up in doesn't fell like my home. I just eat/sleep/ keep my shit here, I don't even "live" there anymore. I don't even feel comfortable here, like strangers house, or a creepy hotel. And now since my "home" was the only place I felt safe and security, nothing feels safe, its
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go there.
its aarons profile thinger online.
everyone had one.
you should get one.
+ add him as a friend.
don't ask how i found it.
good-bye.
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thats denielles fricken info.
what a fucking high-on. i hope
she dies of lung cancer. and you
know what.. the more i think about
it. i don't think i will go to her
funeral. i don't even call her my
friend anymore.. because i don't
even care about her anymore.
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