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its getting hard to sleep

i know i am dramatic sometimes, but this is a true story.
i got left, on the street corner. and all i could do was sit down in the middle of the street. and pray. that maybe a car would come, or maybe that he would come back.
neither happened.
i want to die right now.
i dont have a thing to live for. if there was ever such a thing as a best friend, i would need them now. for the first time since william, i really feel like "that" again. i really feel that low. and it hasnt happened in so long that i dont know what to do. i wish i was gone. i really dont need to be alone right now. i really really need someone right now.

11:54 p.m. - 2004-11-13

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