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[sid] => 16252
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Sick of Me
[time] => 2003-04-19 22:05:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I destroy all
I never do things right I mess up all my friendships, and then begin to mess up my relationship. I feel like a waste sometimes- especially lately. All I manage to do is ***** everyone off, and get told that I complain too much. Nothing seems to be okay, and I don't know when it stopped being great. Time is moving quickly, and my nerves are wearing thin. I'm letting all my stress depress the most important people around me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry- it's all I can say. But it does nothing, because they're sick of hearing it anyway. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 48 [informant] => vampy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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