i am hanging on every word you say @ 1:11 a.m. on 09.09.2002
i'm crying so much and there's no one on to talk to. i need someone. i need someone. i just can't take this. this is that time i feel like running to my mom and hugging her and patching things up once and for all. and i can't. if i didn't care i wouldn't cry. i wouldn't cry. i love this song. i hate this. i hate it. fuck everything. i hate myself. and i don't have anyone to help me, no one to hug at least for a little while.
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