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[cimorene]

my dad talked seriously to me and was very understanding of my nervous breakdown, bizarre dietary problems, and whiny bitchiness. i fucking HATE school, man. there must be something good about it besides net access and no mom bugging me to get a job, and i just can't remember what it was right now.

then talked to mom and she soothed me almost to sleep. alas, she can't afford to do that every night.

i'm quite calm and happy now, though. i don't even know what all the last things she said were.

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[kwirbx.livejournal.com]

::giggles:: yeah, i know whatcha mean. I had a dream that i moved to chicago. Or did i tell you that already? anyway, it was depressing not being able to go home when i needed my friends or soemthing. cept you prolly feel it worse because you are actually so far away. maybe i'm wrong ::shrugs:: Come online sometimes. We can comfort each other with silly stories and silly icons, and maybe even have some apple pie together.