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Hello, My name's Karleigh.
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Saturday, June 25, 2005

complicated

For about the past week or so things have really been getting on my nerves. Mostly just things my friends will do or say. It's upsetting, because if the problem is with your friends you have no one to talk to about it. It sucks.

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