I've done this countless times. I don't know why it still makes me want to cry, even though I promised I wouldn't. I'm going to miss the hell out of him while he's gone.
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This is my place to get it all out of my head. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes it's political, sometimes it doesn't make any sense, and sometimes it's mean. It's my fucking journal wadda ya want?
This is my place to get it all out of my head. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes it's political, sometimes it doesn't make any sense, and sometimes it's mean. It's my fucking journal wadda ya want?
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