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Monday, November 29, 2004

I'm so small 

I'm sorry for the person I've become. This ball of nerves. This walking stress magnet. This self destructive little bitch. I bring half of this on myself.

I'm so crazy. I'm not thinking straigt. You'd be better off if you just stay away for the time being. I'll come get you when I'm done.

This isn't fun at all.

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