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What sucks this week:

MY LIFE.

I've failed this semester.
The entire semester.
Probably every single class.
I don't know what my problem is.
Besides being retarded and all.

And I desperately need a new stylist.
A real stylist, please.
Not people who think they can do hair because they dyed a patch of their best friend's hair blue (or black or pink or red) one time and everyone at the party said it looked really cool.

Jesus H. Fucking Goddamn Christ.

PS - Thankyou For Smoking is moderately entertaining. I recommend it.

Post Post Script (I need to bitch) - My life is going to hell. I am unhappy but I don't know what to do about it. I wish things could be like they were a year ago. When I was having the best time of my life. I love those around me dearly and they are my reason to wake up every day but lately that reason is becoming less and less apparent to me. I need out. I need help. I need a revolutionary. I need to learn to just be happy with what I've got.

For the first time, I'm scared for our future. I was so sure. But you've instilled the speck of doubt. And you continue to nurture this negativity that is growing like a cancer. Things have got to change or we will be consumed wholly. I want to love you. Make me want to love you.