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lost_souls
Grades. - Subscribe
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We got our semester grades in the mail recently. My average is a 98.75. My mother says nothing other than to ask why Orchestra was a 99 instead of 100 and why my Global average went from a 97 to a 96. Thanks mom, I thought my grades were good too. |
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You knew. Feb 8th, 2007 3:12:33 pm - Subscribe
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Fuck you. You KNEW how much I wanted this. But you just couldn't do it. So FUCK YOU. Don't talk to me. Ever. Again. |
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I'm suffocating. Slowly. Feb 21st, 2007 11:39:20 am - Subscribe
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The walls are closing in. I need to get out. I. Need. To. Run. There's nothing more to it than that. Somebody told me last night that it's a choice. If I want to, I can run. But do I want to risk the pain? I've made 60% progress. And if I undo that, I will break. Watching me in physical therapy, my mother later told me that I am extremely strong. I don't cry when grown men and women have in the past. That meant a lot to me. But it told me something about myself I don't like. I can take physical pain. Any amount. And I can do it without crying. It makes me happy. I shows me I can still feel something, that I'm not completely numb. Because I'm beginning to lose touch. My coping methods have turned to writing an absurd story that is probably more damaging that beneficial. |
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Jail. Feb 24th, 2007 6:18:42 pm - Subscribe
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You didn't know you would be in jail at age 17. You didn't know. Did you? |
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A photo to remember. Feb 24th, 2007 10:29:08 pm - Subscribe
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