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March, 30th 2015

So a day where I help try to put a smile on my face but fail to do so. Jeff, yet again; brings worry into my friends eyes and bring her into a depressed way that could not be helped. I'll call my best friend, Davenport, she is a wonderful and inteligent girl who is funny sweet and enjoyable in every way Davenport, worries about Jeff about his sanity, his hitchhiker* keeping his soul under lock and key. The words I say that try and help only get Davenport a bit more happy, but still keep her at bay. I lost it I am going to leave her with Jeff the boy I hated he is none of a man in my eyes he is only the hate I put into him he forces all my compadibility into something I didnt want to become I become depressed when Davenport is depressed I only care for her and my other friend balance. Davenport is the only one that helps keep my sanity at the school I call my second home to this day. Its a wonderful day to be me.