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Thursday, June 22, 2006

I want to talk... but I just don't have the nerve anymore. I'm really behind, and all it's gotten me is-

Annoyed. With myself mainly, and everything else. Does it really take so little to set me off like this?

Sad. And I can't figure out why. I just feel that way, and I feel like crying, and it still hasn't hit me, that reason why I'm just- ugh.

Oh well. There's tomorrow, where I'll be even more anti-social than I normally am. Maybe I'll get a second personality so I can be like Gollum. I'd be more creative.

Lost @ 9:03 PM