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{Saturday, May 10} Fuck.
Im miserable. I wish I could go back to bed and wake up and just be happy. Like, right now, I just want to sit and cry and I have no real reason to. I cant explain it, but I find myself withdrawing and not wanting to talk about it all. So, in the end I only end up feeling lonely. Guh, why cant things just be easy?


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its all a beautiful blur

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