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Saturday, September 23, 2006

12:14 PM

My tears were of the bloodiest red yesterday.
Talked to mummy yesterday about everything that's happening and how I screwed up. She made me do a reality check. She said, 'just remember the few good friends. You can't expect everyone to like you, because it's going to be very difficult. If you don't try so hard to talk about things to make it right, it might just turn out for the better because we all need time to heal. Try not to be too close to people, because you only appreciate beautiful things from a distance.'
How true, how true...

Fartsie, please don't blame yourself for everything. Peach and I were just very emotional yesterday and couldn't find the right words to say to you...
Things will never be able to be the same for you and me any more. You wouldn't open up as easy any more. I feel it deep within me. So glad that I've been able to make you happy though. For the past few weeks, you've been my greatest emotional support. You've been the most important.

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