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The things I don't tell you are for your own Good
2:17 a.m. 2005-03-04 Ahh, sex!! I am severely lacking in meaningful intimate relationships as of this point. Sure, I can get fucked anywhere I want, because girls don't seem to ever have a problem finding sex just (meaningful) sex is the problem. I'll never be able to fathom how this came about. It's horrible that I'm so young and having so much sex. True, I cared about each and every one of the people I had sex with, but it makes me feel like a low-class whore admitting how many people I've fooled around with. Jesus...what have I done? I've already had a miscarriage that makes me feel sick just thinking about it. I could have a child. I could be a mother right now, if for some reason I had gone to full term, and my baby would come out "not right" due to my habits? I feel like shit right now, and I fully deserve it. I swear, that whole time I was going through the miscarriage I felt pain all through my stomach, and I had no idea what was going on til this small pitifully clearish-pink fetus came out of me. I mean, it didn't look like a baby, but it certainly felt like one when I looked at it. I'll never forget that.
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