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Suffocate me all you need.
On Wednesday, Aug. 30, 2006 at 2:55 p.m.

I don't know what the point is anymore. I'm feeling better but I still feel incredibly unacomplished. I don't think I've met any of my goals for the summer and I only have seven days left to get through them.

Of course, one failure bothers me more than any other. I still haven't got my kiss. I want so much more than that but all I'm aiming for is one kiss. I'm so sick of waiting. I want to be close to someone. I want to have someone. I want to feel everything other people get to feel. I'm so sick of this sentiment.



hold me close like we both died
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