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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

I shouldn't have people look at me now as they did in the past. That's because I'd be lying to them through my skin, not my teeth.

Outside, I'm happy, cheery, loving, encouraging.

Inside, I'm a nervous wreck, World War III in my heart and mind, soon my soul.

Don't look at me now.

Crying will not solve the problem, though it helps sometimes.

I refuse to cry.

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