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    Date: Saturday, April 19, 2008
    Time: 4:01 PM
really on the verge of losing my mind

    i'm going insane
    i need professional help

    i have definitely redefined depression
    this sucks
    i cant stop thinking of him
    i'm depressed, desperate, helpless and definitely going to end up losing my mind
    why the fucking hell cant i stop thinking about it???
    even when watching Hairspray, i end up thinking about him
    even talking to random people made me think about him
    i cant stop myself
    i cant help it
    someone help me escape all of this, please

    i am going to fucking slit my wrists

    i like him....
    i really really really like him...
    i really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really like him.......

    damnit, i am so dead
    literally, i mean
    seriously feel like dying right now

    I'm literally sick because of all of this
    how do you go through all these feelings when your temperature is 39 degrees?
    if anyone ever finds out, call 1-800-.....fuck you


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