August 2012
When you love something more than you love yourself, it kind of makes it hard to focus on anything else.
Seriously, I hate the way I am.
Forever hopeless.
I quit.
Nevermind. I found Kane’s present. Day=made.
I swear if I can’t get my hands on what I want to get Kane for Christmas, I’ll go to blows.
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I'm always under way too much stress.
But everyone else is happy and doing well and having fun so the fact that I’m about to break into a million pieces is completely irrelevant. Oh well. You’ll all understand soon enough.
