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[Jul. 16th, 2009|11:21 am] |
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I locked a text from the boy im crushing on that says "your beautiful" i look at it a few times a day.. to remind myself that someone does think i am beautiful.. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|09:36 am] |
i lied. yes, i'm limiting my food intake... but not in a good way. i can't help it.
tomorrow was supposed to be my only day off this week... then i got asked to come just for the morning, i wanted to say no, but i don't have enough courage...
my mom just called me and yelled at me for choosing finite math for school in the fall. she just supported my feeling like a complete failure. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|04:25 am] |
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i have cystic fibrosis. i don't like to tell people because i feel like they'll think differently of me. i don't want to be seen as weak, or have them feel sorry for me.
most of my friends don't know, i just say i have asthma. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|04:26 am] |
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When i run in my house or specifically, down the stairs while I’m not wearing a bra, I have to clutch my boobs to my chest. This is because if i dont, I know they will dangle freely as boobies do and i worry that after a lifetime of me not clutching them up, they will sag horribly. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|02:06 am] |
wo jiang jia gei ta
wo ai ji ta.
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|11:20 pm] |
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hate is so much easier to deal with than love. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|11:11 pm] |
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I really hate that I almost feel ashamed to be a christian on the internet. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:41 pm] |
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| | bored | ] | Tomorrow i am gotta ask you out for a cup of starbucks. But i am scare shit less that you will say no and you will think i am dating you. All i want is just casual friendship. |
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| My new Bed |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:16 pm] |

( Again )
My friends and I made it. Tedious work, let me tell you. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|09:24 pm] |
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Tomorrow is my birthday and I'm looking forward to every aspect of it except for dinner with my family. I hate this selfish feeling I have of wanting to be me on my birthday and not the passive, polite, agreeable daughter they wish I was. |
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