Everything is too fucking shit to comprehend and I just can't wait until year twelve is over except that will mean it is time to leave all my friends and so yes, I can wait. I'm drowning in an ocean of worries and if I ever get out it'll only be to meet the scorching sun and it's own rays of despair.
If I can't make myself happy, what chance do I have of making you any happier?
I'm sorry. I love you. I'm sorry I love you.
xoxo Camelgirl
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
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I'm sorry you're having a hard time. Let me know if there is anything I can do besides OC DVDs, travel guides and a hug. Take tomorrow off school. I promise you, you won't regret it! xxx
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