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I feel like I'm afraid or confused about so much, yet it seems like so little:
Video games
Love
Moving

Life in general, >.<
Last night I was like, I hate myself, I'm glad someone else can love me.
I feel like I mess everything up though, and shes never mad at me >.< She still tells me I'm perfect, I feel bad about so much though, I can't accept being "perfect" Why do I get jealous so easily, and why do I have to talk about everything. I feel like I always end up saying the wrong things somehow.

I stomach feels funny, like I have a giant soda burp caught down there. Its a bad warm and tingly.

I have to write this poem, and all the lines need to start with the same letter, I'm having a lot of trouble.

Yay Megan got on aim, I'm out~