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Today's song lyrics:

Story Of My Life - Social Distortion

Good times come and good times go...
I only wish the good times would last a little longer....
I think about the good times we had, and why they had to end...

So I sit at the edge of my bed...
I strum my guitar, and I sing an outlaw love song...
Wonderin' bout what you're doin' now, and when you're comin' back...

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I just flicked through the pages of my blog.

I like the way all the colours and pictures and smileys look together.

Although some say I'm black and emo, I like colours.

So I use varying colours in my blog sometimes.

I don't have any pictures to put on here today, so I've just used a lot of smileys.

I've become a forum whore.

I'm addicted to my own forum now.

All yesterday, and all this morning, whenever someone posted, I responded straightaway.

There were about four of us on there last night for about five hours.

I stayed awake until 6am talking to them all.

I've been out for about an hour, and I've come home to 76 thread alerts.

I have plenty to say then.

I only learnt this morning that my forum is the most popular in the entire Pokémon genre on FFN - with now 26,000 posts.

I'm happy about that.

- But depressed about everything else.

Last night, I was laid on my bed crying.

Daddy was sat on the PC - he didn't say a word to me.

He left without speaking to me.

He knew I was crying - I was making a lot of snuffling sounds, it wasn't difficult to tell.

...Sigh, I want to be a baby again.

I've just been at my aunty's.

My cousin has two children, one who is two, and one who's about a month old.

...Just seeing daddy holding Millie made me so sad inside.

...Daddy never hugs me anymore.

...I'm too big for him to hold me...

...I'm not Daddy's little girl anymore.

...Just thinking about it is making my eyes leak.

I cried in the car on the way home, my head pressed to the back of mam's seat.

...She's being horrible to me and all. ...Saying if I don't do stuff aorund the house I'm gonna get hurt or kicked out or something...

...Sigh, and now I don't have anybody left.

I'm leaving school in three weeks.

I won't have Parry anymore.

I don't have Emily anymore.

Reiss is ignoring me.

Rathe's disappeared off the face of the Earth...

...Yeah, now I feel like hurting again.

...Meh, I'll go on my forums, see if I can take my mind off things...

.............Sigh.