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    <title>jt_dawg @ 2009-10-11T21:08:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I need to start making better choices, I am a mess. This morning I woke up with cigarette burns on my arms and throw up all over the back seat of my car. fml. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. Even surrounded by people I feel so alone. I don't know what to do to make myself happy anymore. My grades are shit this semester. I attend all my classes and do all my work but the quality is slipping because I&amp;nbsp;just don't care anymore. I met this guy, Cameron. He's a Delta Tau Delta, currently can't drive cause a DUI, is emotionally unavaible and completely totally gorgeous. He helped me pursue my desire to stay shitfaced but got fed up when I was not offering to give anything back, I never even kissed him. He went and found some slut from my high school, screwed her and made sure that I found out. Hate men. I have no&amp;nbsp;friends anymore.&amp;nbsp;I haven't gotten a phone call or text from anyone other than my father in probably a decent ten days,&amp;nbsp;he only calls to make sure I am still alive as he watches no&amp;nbsp;transactions being made on my account because I&amp;nbsp;don't even&amp;nbsp;eat anymore.&amp;nbsp;I am completely isolated. I hate my life. Basically every weekend I consider which way I want to kill myself, but I&amp;nbsp;know I&amp;nbsp;can't because who would take care of my dog? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am&amp;nbsp;I going to do? I can't live like this anymore.</content>
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    <title>jt_dawg @ 2004-08-15T10:58:00</title>
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