You totally missed my point in my last entry and read exactly what you wanted to read. I wanted to leave you a message and tell you that, but your diary lately is all about how life sucks and you hate yourself and you hate everyone and everyone hates you, blah blah blah. Depression is real. I understand that. I'm bipolar, myself. But I have no respect for you if you're going to wallow in your unhappiness and not even try to help yourself be happy. I should know by now that I can only be friends with you for a few months before you hit bottom and become too much of an ass to be around. Blow off. I'm not wasting any more energy on being annoyed at the shit you say.
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