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[Jun. 23rd, 2004|08:26 pm] |
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I'm ready to kill the children I babysit. The girl hangs all over me, and I hate people being in my personal space. Well, unless it's someone I luff. But the job'll pay for the ipod I so badly need. David left Josh! *sobs* |
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[May. 12th, 2004|06:04 pm] |
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So Erica claims that the reason she cheated was that she was on crack. Kayla gets mad at me for cigaettes and rum, and then accepts cocaine is if it were nothing. And even if Erica is telling the truth (which is unlikely, knowing her history) how is crack any better than cheating...I hate that no one cares anymore. Kayla asks me why I think she doesnèt care, and I know she does...but she has her own shit to deal with. She has no time to listen about the black hole i find myself falling into. She has no time to hear about how i relapsed, and how everyone saying I try to be perfect is bull. I hate myself more than anyone ever can, but hell, I love myself in a way no one ever will...unconditionally. Wouldnèt that be nice for a change...having people love you, i mean, really, truly love you. I donèt knw if i have ever felt that...best not to ish for things I cannot have. |
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[May. 10th, 2004|08:10 pm] |
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Another day, another journal. Kerica is pretty much dead...Erica cheated on Kayla....with Laura. I mean...c'mon Laur, have some self respect. Brit is Lars now, and just addicted as me. Hee.
Not much to say other than this...Renee is hella rad (ha...california lingo) |
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