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MollyCule I'm sorry to Jeremy, beacuse I know I hurt him, even though he never said so, and now I am very afraid of hurting him again.

I'm sorry to Amber for maybe not being there when I should have.

I'm sorry to Chris because everything worked out the way I knew it would, and I did it anyway.

I'm sorry to Randy because he will always believe that I'm the one who sent the letter to his parents saying that he was gay, and even though I didn't it ruined everything.

I'm sorry to Nicole for not seeing. And not noticing.

And I'm sorry to all of you blather kids for writing so much shit and putting it here for you to see.
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startfires it's_okay mollycule. we still think you sparkle. 001207
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frustrational Again. I'm saying it again. Sorry. I seem to be saying it all the time recently. Even when I can't recall if there's anything that I should be sorry about. Have I really done so many wrong things to so many people that I have to assume I should be asking forgiveness or apologising all the time. What the hell is going on that I don't know about? I know I'm paranoid, but now I'm even paranoid about being paranoid! WILL SOMEBODY TELL ME WHAT THE HELL I'VE DONE SO THAT I CAN MAKE AMENDS?!! How can I say sorry, how can I make amends, when I've no idea of my crime? How can so many people have so much anger and dislike against me at one time? Sorry. OK? Did you hear that all of you? Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry again. 001208
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lovers lament sorry again for making you feel discarded, sideways thought, maybe not even. sometimes my entire body aches for you, it's like having a fever no medicine can cure. my love, mine. no one, nothing else in my life to take your place. your face is my euphoria wrapped in an expression. never let you go, sorry i haven't let you know that lately. . . i'm sorry again. . . 001211
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twiggie for apologizing about stupid little things all of the time , because i am so insecure.

to everyone in CT, especially stef, di, ashes, kelly, an jeffrey for not keeping in touch. and even though i'm so sorry, i continue to not write or call.

for not visiting when i say i will, even though it's not my fault.

for not following through on plans, because i just need to be alone and sort everything out. being surrounded by people just makes it worse.

for being a bitch to everyone. i don't know what's going on, and i don't feel like talking most of the time, except to those handful of people who can always listen no matter what.
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