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[09 May 2003|09:08pm] |
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Sometimes, I wake up in the morning, look in the mirror, and just ask myself, who the fuck am I? Or who the fuck am I trying to be? Because I sure as hell know, that a few months ago, this was not me. This is only the inside looking out. I wonder what everyone else thinks. I don't even know why I care, or bother with this anymore. I hate myself. period, the end.
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