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My name is Morgan and I'm going to be 18 this year. I live in Portage, PA, a dismal drug town. I'm a vegetarian, animal lover, and an athlete. I play volleyball and run distance in track. Plan on attending community college for my general studies and attending Mount Aloysius to study Criminal Justice/Forensic Accounting and hopefully go into the FBI or CIA.
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It's wrong but right...
...written on 2004-04-28, @ 12:13 a.m.
It snowed today...it wasn't just a sprinkling. It was a mass of "Fuck you! Here I come!" type of snowfall. Now I'm freezing, sitting here thinking about why I'm here freezing my ass off typing this entry...nothing. There is no reason for it...
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I know I shouldn't feel like it, but I feel like a whore. I have never had a boyfriend, I've had only...one crush that drove me insane, and yet I feel like a whore. I thought that this one guy Steven was sweet and all so I asked him out on a date. Now, I just can't do it...DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?? I'm into another guy now and he's a good friend of a friend of mine. I feel whorish and never once have gone out on a date, had a boyfriend or have done anything with anyone. I'm just a freak and as I said before. I'll turn into a Anti-Christ Nun and destroy the church because I'll never have anyone who cares enough for me or reach my standards past Stupid. (That's not asking much...if you have an opinion and don't like rap and aren't stupid...I'd love to talk to you!)
I don't know. I'm jaded. I'm strange...I'm...well, I'm...tired... I think I'll go to bed.