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Dear diary, my life is a complete fiasco.
The dashboard show is this weekend
and I can't even fit into my little sister's jeans anymore.
My dad grounded me cause he caught me in my mom's makeup again.
He's such a nazi.
I wish I could just run away to somewhere where people could understand me.
I make out with one guy at a show and I'm gay?
Hello, it's the new millennium.
Ever heard of experimentation?
I tried to cut my wrist yesterday
but some of the blood got on my pants,
and I totally freaked.
Needless to say, they're ruined.