Written 06-07-08 (no joke)
I have come to many realizations.
1. A diary is my therapist. It contains way too many secrets. It helps me get out every bit of anger, pain, sadness.
2. I am alone in the world. No matter who I am friends with, I won't be able to tell anyone every bit of my life. I can never tell anyone how i truly feel or what I think.
3. Everyone in the world is paired up, which pretty much goes with my previously stated statement. Either paired by boyfriend/girlfriend, best friends, husband/wife. I have no one. [ Ohkay, I do have best friends but like I stated also none that I can tell my whole life experiences to.]
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