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dear diary, I hate my life!
signed me
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nvm im headed back to the second one fuck it we ball
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WHAT FUCKING UNCLE
WHAT UNCLE WHICH WE HAVENT SEEN SINCE WE WERE TWO YEARS OLD WHO THE FUCK IS THAT WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN CONGRATS WHO ARE YOU
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I dont. My uncle? What. I see my uncles every year. Who..
who is that.
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I will, PUKE who the fuck are you sir?
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Being a mood booster isnt always joyous… i’m opening a can, like we did yesterday.
#I feel I am failing my job yet technically that will boost my mood#Make me sick but#Boost my mood#-alvaro-
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Canciones para mantener mi cordura
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that was… embarassing.. so. Fucking. Embarassing. I should tell her to forget it and that I dont need the job..
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My phobia gets triggered and suddenly I feel myself want to cry for our dad but oh wait hed laugh at my ass
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im not gonna die im not gonna die-
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apologies and goodbye. Im deleting this blog. Having hidden ones ar eenough. I suppose.
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why is there such a thin line between obsession and toxicity for me.
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im a potentially good partner (lying) I should be allowed to date (lying)
im perfect (lying) im allowed to talk to people (lying)
im trying hard not to be toxic (true) I will end up being (most likely true)
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”dont be toxic”
well
UEFAHDHHGJHAJSHHS IM FUCKING TRYING
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“Youre toxic!!!!!”
!!!!!!YES!!!!!! I KNOW SO SHUT UP WILL YOU
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