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Wednesday, December 22, 2010 . 6:55 PM


The only things capable of giving me grief are the people around me.

I shouldn't feel resentful, jealous, neglected or unwanted, but at times I cannot help but do.

I need to wash my hands of these emotions weighing me down.

I don't need anyone.

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