June 28th, 2001

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How can a boy so pure be so into me? I feel so broken. On the outside, on the inside, especially on the inside. We talk about the Beastie Boys, and hockey, and gaming. I laugh and *punch*. We talk about baggage and humanity and entropy. I become a hypocrite. A liar. I want to forget so many things. I want to tell him to run, run as far away from me as possible.
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