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| 07:55pm 01/10/2006 |
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I think I might leave tonight. How many times can I say that I hate life? |
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| When I was a little girl... |
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| 02:21pm 18/08/2005 |
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I used to think if I hung my arm or my foot off the edge of the bed, someone would cut it off while I was asleep. I always thought I'd lose a leg. And something must have happened while I was asleep one night. But I never thought I'd end up losing my heart. |
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| aug 13 |
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| 04:58pm 14/08/2005 |
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I’m so exhausted. I saw Jimmyyy Ervin and Mitch last night. Me, Sterls, Christina, and Garrett were standing there for like ten minutes talking to them and then all the sudden Jim goes, “KATIE!” and gave me a big hug. I miss that guy. He got a haircut. I like it how Armondo poured a huge glass of wine for me before I even asked for it when we went to pick up Christina. We went and got two eighteen packs for Garrett’s 19th birthday. I didn’t drink too much…I wasn’t really in the mood to drink…if you can believe that. I was talking to Shawn last night before we had to go drop him off at Alex’s house and he fucking said that Alex never really liked me and talks shit about me all the time. I never did anything to him at all. I don’t get why he and Kyle think they’re above everyone else and can just say whatever they want about anyone when they don’t even know them. For some reason when Shawn told me that I almost started crying. I’ve always tried so hard to be nice to Alex. I only ever wanted to be his friend, and now I have no idea why I wanted to be associated with such an asshole. I should’ve known he wasn’t a good person when I found out that he and Kyle were such good friends. Right now I just wish I had a gun to blow my brains out so I could finally get some sleep. (And no, I’m not suicidal. I just like to sleep without getting the shit kicked out of me by daddy dearest for doing so.) |
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