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WOULD IT BE A WASTE IF I KNEW MY FATE?
Monday, March 23, 2009, 9:30 PM
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(icecream made me feel better)

I don't know how to deal with everything anymore.
I keep telling myself it's simple, it's real easy to handle but as the days go by............
it just starts out hard and escalates to being impossible.
I hate how people pass judgements so easily based on what LITTLE they know.
I'm certainly not overreacting.
No one will ever get it unless they're in it, unless they are, in fact, "it".

A) or B)
I honestly feel like doing a coin toss.


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