December 2011
When someone tells me they like me
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I hate myself. There’s nothing good about me. Nothing. I don’t know why I have any friends. Honest to God. I’m not nearly smart enough to hang out with the people that I do. I’m not funny. I’m not pretty. I’m not skinny. I get so mad so easily. I’m never enough, never good enough. I can cry at anything. I get mad at my parents when they’ve done...
I'm so freaking sick of this. I'm never put first....
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Went ice skating with Nicole and Marc today,...
My brother stepped up his game this year. He...
I wish I had a personal Auntie Anne’s counter in my room. That’d be heavenly.
