One....last......time
I don't feel like writing. I feel totally fat. I have decided that this is my last year. If I don't get my life straightened out....then I don't want to live. Actually....I don't want to live...but I do. I just hate my life. I hate most other peoples lives to. What is wrong with this world? It seems like everyone's life is f**ked up. I just want one day to be easy. I want to look back and say, "Hey, that was one totally rockin day!". I'm tired of waiting for that to happen. I'm going to try to fix it....one..last...time.
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04-11-2006@1:13 p.m.