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.profile. .diaryland. .song. .story. .things. .records. .rings. .site. burning girl 2004-10-31 1:26 am I'm depressed and bored and lonely. I shouldn't be, but it's the night before Halloween and all my friends are partying. I had to work. I have no dates. No hookups. No phone calls. Every time I imagine him forgetting me, I can't hold on. But he's all that gets me through these days. I hate school. My friends aren't calling. I've never been approached by anyone I find attractive or interesting. Everyone stops. The contacts drift. It's impossible to write with my head like this. I need a miracle cure. I have nothing to look forward to right now. My brain is closed off. FUCK YOU, ANYONE WHO'S EVER FUCKED ME OVER. FUCK YOU. Shit, man. I'm going to drink vodka until it's impossible to feel. [I'm burning.]
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