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Sunday, October 25, 2009

I was so happy cause you weren't there. When I'm with you i feel so cautious. "Can't breathe with no air." The kind of happy i feel when I'm with you is either anxious or excited and i hate it. i hate it because it's different. why can't you be like all the other boys? I actually started singing and dancing and joking and laughing. my focus wasn't on you, their focus wasn't on you. i honestly felt like kissing the ground and doing happy dances. I'm sorry.

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