(Originally 8/10/06)
Why'd I haveta open my big fat "mouth"?
Okay, well, back to the scary then. I'm completely in a Sally Field head pretty much 24/7, and all I want out of life is for people to like me. I think I've expressed enough how different I wished my life could be--in fact, how much I wished it was like (insert your name here)'s, but it never will be. It could be good, still. It is, in fact, getting better. But much of what you read here is the yucky and pathetic. Try to look beyond that.
I'll get better.
I promise.
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