the leafless trees stretch their crooked branches up into the fog, like cracks in cement. it's hard to tell whether there are any clouds at all, or just too many of them all clustered together. i think gray when i think cancer. (and just why am i writing obituaries for my english assignment?) something new: i was going to be name felix because my
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YOU THINK YOU'RE SOOO COOOL WITH YOUR PICTURES AND STUFF!!! YOU KNOW WHAT?! WHY DONT I JUST GO JUMP INTO THE OCEAN AND DROWN MYSELF HUH?!!?!
FFFUUCCKKK YOOOOUUUUU COCKSUCKERRRSSSS!!!
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stop making pretty girls from nj blush.
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i found your journal in julia's friend list and i really love the way you write. i added you if you don't mind.
-mindy
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x.O
i added you back
cause my entries
are frnds only, mostly.
:)
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<3
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