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Financially everything has sky rocketed below the ground.. I’m not really sure why I continue to post here.. I don’t even know anyone but.. but what?.. people sometimes ask “Why isn’t life easier?” If life were easier i’m almost positive everyone would want to kill themselves…. Nothing meaningful or inspiring keeps me going on. I just the wanting to be blind and mindless like snobby bitches at school.. The ones who are popular and go to parties, the girls who wear the nice clothes and look pretty… i want to be them so that way I wont be me. I want to be like those girls in the magazines… the girls in the movies. Skinny and fuckable.. maybe then i wouldn’t care because i’m certainly not me if i were them. Why do the people i love only exist in the movies… i think about what i want to write on here a lot.. and i sit in bed for ten minutes thinking of some title so hopefully it catches your mind and you’ll want to read…