Thursday, January 10, 2008

sad

so confused. with something Mitchell said about Leroy.... what to do about George.... Amanda.... my stomach hurts... need to go to bed to get up extra early....and the next person who asks me whats wrong is getting a black eye. Depressed. Swiss Army Knife? yes.
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2 comments:

Netsua Duolc said...

Sarah- Can you do me a favor?

Don't worry about me. I've been through worse, and it's something that I can handle. Just don't concentrate on my problems.

And, as badass as scars are, you really shouldn't use it to take away the pain. It honestly isn't a very good decision. You know that I went through that before, and then I realized how stupid I am.

And what you need to do is take action. Just stop doing it.

Thursday, January 10, 2008 9:34:00 PM
Anonymous said...

sarah,

this sounds like a really bitchy thing to say, but you wrote it.
so you did kind of ask for it.

you want scars?
go to war.
fight for something.
get hurt from fighting for something.
not against something;;
not against yourself.

Friday, January 18, 2008 3:06:00 AM

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