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You've gotta fight.

Is it okay to think that you are okay?
Because I think I'm okay.

I actually think I'm better than okay.
I think I'm pretty damn pretty.
I think I have a pretty damn good body.
I think I'm pretty damn funny.
I think I'm a pretty damn good person.

At least I think so, for now.

I miss you. I think about you a lot. The way you smell, your beautiful smile, how my heart feels so fucking alive whenever you're in the room, and your laugh.
It makes me laugh.
It makes me wanna do bad things to you.

9:07 p.m. - 2010-09-27

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