like as much as i think, i look and i think how. like how. thats a huge question. and if your going to read this sandy fine. whatever. i dont know what to think. and i dont want to get tangled. i have to move in 7 days and i did a bit of packing today. i get told these things but i cant help but think is it just becuase their isnt anything else to say. yes sometimes im cute but other times im horribly unatraccive. i found the somber part inside.the one that questions everything 5 times over. i need to stop, i need to stop alot of things. my eyes are tired.
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