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Please get help. Please get REAL help. God may be with you, but God gave you some commandments to live by. How about honor your mother and father? Treat your body like a temple? Obey the laws of the land? There's a lot that I could do to help you. But I know you won't accept it. Babe. This could kill you. I don't care if you believe me. I don't care if you take anything I say to heart. I don't care. Don't worry, you won't pull me down. You can't. I've been down. I know how to prevent it. I want you to read the TWLOHA story. Are you trying to be it? Or are you honestly trying to get out. Honestly. Honestly. Honestly. Honestly. Honestly. I can't talk about this anymore. Okay okay, goals for the week: 1)-Do all of my homework. 2)-Eat at lunch at least much (as much as I absolutely love the band room). 3's a nice number...I should make one more: 3)-Email you? Hmm. I don't know. I want too, but I don't know if I should You said I could. I should take the opportunity. He's the only one that could help me with that. I need his advice (: My parents even wanted me to talk to him about it. Ahh. I love my parents for that. "Mother, I prayed for passion and look what the heck I got. Why do I have a passion for something so unachievable?" 'Well, maybe that's what your called to do.' -Breaking point. I can run with this now. "You're a lot like me in so many ways..." I can't even finish writing this. I need to finish homework. I'll leave thoughtful crying for 10 o'clock. ( Backup #3: 3)-Figure out what's going on in that pretty little head of yours) |
