I mess things up. Everything I touch falls to peaces. I'm toxic. I'm poison.
Something some said to me really hit me. "Your life isn't that bad, get over it!" or something like that....Yeah......I know It's not that bad.................So I left......Left so I couldn't be such a crybaby any longer.
Coffee. I love coffee. I hope that theres some made downstairs.... I'm hungry but my stomachs upset at the same time. Coffee with be better.....
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