My last journal was a catharsis of passionate, overall-stupid emotions.1
For this I apologize.2
That journal was about a boy. He seemed perfect, didn't he? Well, he's far from it.3
I've discovered a few pictures of him that I'd rather not see. Apparently, he's a smoker and a drunk. He seems younger than me because he's in a lower grade, but he's a little less than seven months older than I am, and he hits on much younger girls. He loves to take shirtless pictures of himself. He loves to flip off the camera, and he loves showing off his cigarettes, beer, and the fact that there's a different girl in every picture hugging him. What idiotic twits.4
Apparently, Swine Flu has broken out, yet no one is physically diseased.5
Pity.
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There are many things that I can't have. A drama-less life, perfection, no worries - you name it. There is another thing that I cannot have, though. And this thing actually exists. 1 (Note: No exaggeration is used in the following description. I kid you not.) 2 He looks like Robert Pattinson. He sings like Jon Oct 19 12:15 AM, In Contemplative, Diary, Friends, Life, Love, My life, My own personal thoughts, School. 600 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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