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May 26, 2011:




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♥LaLa Land™
Mmnhh


Dear diary,,



MacadamiaaaaMay. ♥
Thursdayy.
Time now: o846hrs
I've reached school quite a while ago.


My class starts 1t o915 & I'm so early.
& my thoughts are going a million miles per second.
This morning mama ironed my shirt for me & asked me if i wanted to be sent..
I did everything in my power to not let that chance slip.











This morning showed how much of a lie it is to say..
I hate my brother.
On the contrary.. i love him a lot. I just hate how bad a brother he is.
1st day of NS. Army. He had his buzz cut already.


I thought a lot to myself in the car. A LOT.
How my father isn't that bad a man we used to think he was.
That my brother used to be someone who stood up for me. Stayed by my side.
That we really just hit a messed up crossroad & all we needed..
Was to find the right junctions to meet up again.


Nothing i say now.
might be able to make you people understand how i feel.
My family isn't perfect. But we haven't met our demise.
I can still feel the warmth. We shouldn't stop trying.





TalkingToStars. ♥






LiL♂Miss[V]exatious

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