This is my personal journal. Everything referred too is about me, high school, and boys. Although this is kinda personal nothing is too scandalous. Also every thing is true this is my real personal journal.
Junior year was going pretty well. I was having so much fun till the start of second semester. Now instead of this life I had planned for myself. I was sitting in a hospital room staring out a window, with who knows what kind of toxins being pumped into my body to save me. People walked out on me. People walked into my life. But this journal, this is the place where I lay everything on the line. This is the one place in my life where there is still privacy.
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