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Thursday, November 26, 2009
its for you,

thankyou and sorry bout last night. I know i was grumpy and upset. But you made me feel a whole lot better. You've always been there for me. If you read this post, you'll know how much you helped me last night. If you weren't there, i'd probably start cutting my wrist again and feel bad bout breaking the promise i made to you and C. I was this close to cutting myself//.