sugarmouse0587
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2004 18 June :: 8.22am
I don't think I take thirty more days of this. I hate this house. I hate myself.
This summer was supposed to be so great. Now everything is turned on its head. Once again it's like I'm just exsisting and not really feeling. And I'm not eating. I COULDN'T EVEN EAT STRAWBERRIES. I'm not hungry though. It just makes me sick.
I want to do something, but I'm too nervous. My mom sucks. I know I'm a lucky girl with everything. But I can't focus on that because it doesn't matter. I don't have everything. The person I want is not here. He'll probably never be here again. It's like he's dead, but only to me. I'm jealous of everyone who gets to see him. And any future plans just seem hazy now.
Let's Focus on these things:
1. I am not able to lay in my bed all day. Or sit and stare at things
2. I do have some mighty good friends
3. nothing. this list sucks.
Why couldn't he have hit me or been mean? I can't even get angry. That would be better than being sad. At least then I could release some energy.
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