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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Things are kinda different now.
Everything's messed up for the moment.
I have to get it sorted out.

I don't know what's gone into me for the past week.
I just feel so strange, I think it's probably depression or something.
Like suddenly leaking from my eyes infront of my mom. Twice that I've done that, but the second was in the guest room.
It's like come on, how could I let that happen and give my mom the idea that I was hurt in some way.

I knew best that only I could solve my own "mentally emotional" problems.

Shannon

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