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1 / Dear Diary,2 / I give up. At everything. I'm not who I want to be, I'm not who anybody wants me to be. 3 / Thanks for holding all oby maiohmai 1600 words, 2 comments, on Apr 7 6:07 PM 2008
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My last rubber band snaps, and the bucket of ice is empty. Too lazy to get more of either object, I reach for the next closest thing: my knby maiohmai 800 words, 4 comments, on Mar 22 10:11 PM 2008
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Janie looked out the window and watched as the moving truck drove away all of their furniture. She followed her older sister to the car, an
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At night my eyes are full of tears1 / And I'll be thinking of your for the next few years2 / When you broke away, baby I'll never forget3 /
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The girl stopped on the edge of the sidewalk, her bare feet setting into the rough pavement as she waited. She clutched onto a loaf of brea
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