I had a fun relationship with most people, like a world of off-beats.
Like I said, I don't feel encouraged. I'm feeling suicidal blogging, not that I'd kill myself, but that I'd die. It's okay. When my hair grows back in, maybe I will get a film job and then have lots of money. I have lots of money already from food stamps. My mom was seeing to me getting a job with social security, which would be cute. Usually teenagers kill themselves. They say it's the pressure. It sorta killed me, too.
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