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[03 Feb 2008|05:45pm] |
I'm so fucking sick of everything. I just want to move away. To a new town, a new place where no one knows me or anything about me. I want a new start and a clean slate. I want people who aren't going to judge me on the past. I want friends who will always be on my side, and never put boys before me. I want a boy who will always support what I do, dispite everything. Someone who I can always count on when I need him.
I'm honestly dying to go to Puerto Rico, but at the same time, all my problems are going to follow me there. Terrific. Ali, Gianna, Sean, Ron - all going with me. And I always think of rehearsal as an escape from everything, too. Just getting into another character, and having fun. But of course, my problems all follow me there, too.
I hate everything. I feel like I don't even want to talk to anyone anymore. I just want to build this giant wall around me and not let anyone in. I want to lock myself in my messy room forever with my guitar and smash my cell phone against the wall.
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