why don't i write in here? oh yeah, cause i have nothing to say.

nobody wants to hear about how i spend so many days at camp running away from my unit because i'm afraid of how i'll react to them, or how i cry hysterically on the staff porch because i'm sick of it all, or how i threw a fork across the table and swore at my dad the other night, or how thursday was the 6 month anniversary of the last time i cut myself and i'm damn proud that i made it this far even though it doesn't feel that way, or how i feel so out of place with my friends even when i don't invite myself to their little shindigs, or how it's 56 days until my birthday, or how this keyboard is a piece of shit, or how it's 33 days until i go back to tampa (wait, i think a couple people may have wanted to hear that one!), or how all my friends went away this week, or how everything just sucks.

nope, nobody wants to hear that.

i love having lj friends who enjoy surveys as much as i do

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