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30th December, 2009. 11:22 pm.
Christmas sucked. Big time. I had hope that New Years would be better. Goes to show what hope does for you. Absolutely fucking nothing. I'm going to be at home, with my parents. Unless they go somewhere, which I really hope they do. I just want to be alone, crying, trying to ignore the passing of yet another fucked up year. We were supposed to babysit tomorrow. But shock of all shock, the bitch, and wow are we still learning exactly how much a bitch she is, decided that we aren't important enough. So, yeah, whoopie.
I don't know why I'm writing this here. Do I want pity? Sympathy? Yes and no. Mostly no because I know how fucked up it is for you to want someone to feel bad for you. I hate my life. I hate everything about it. I'm at this point convinced I've lost yet another best friend. I don't know what to do. I'm too scared to do anything. And I know you've told me not to be, but, I am. Sorry, but it's who I am. Who I've always been. And right now is not the time for me to even attempt to change that.
I hate my job. I hate where I live. I hate everything. And I don't even know why I'm putting this here. It doesn't do anything. Instead of feeling a release, all I feel is worse.
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