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Friday, November 21, 2003

And So it Starts
I got that sinking feeling a few hours ago. You know the one. The 'this is never going to work why am I even trying' feeling. I want to curl up in a blanket and hide. I don't even want to go tomorrow. I've talked myself out of it. Defenses have set in 100% and I'm so totally anxiety ridden I could be a clinical study. What's wrong with me and why can't I just enjoy things? Why do I always have to expect the worst? Oh wait...I remember, cause that's how it always ends up, go figure. I know why I always come off as such a 'bitch' towards guys. I always feel used. It doesn't matter what the circumstance, I always feel used. Think about it, even when you 'need' someone, you're only using them to your advantage in some way right? So everyone say a little prayer for me tonight that I won't totally screw myself over tomorrow. Right now...I'm going to go cry myself to sleep.

♥Oh, so vintage... 10:21 PM


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