• Holy dyna, Shut up and take things into perspective. *Cough* SongMeanings journals are such a bore to read. They're all about the cutting teenage girls of society, whining about their crushes and their troubled lives. Shut up. You're not starving. You're not really lacking anything. You all make me sick. I make me sick. I can't believe I'm turning into one of you Ugh. Come on, let us in. R.

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