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This page is owned by Janet, and is a big heap of teenage ramblings, mainly due to developing hormones. So if you've a problem with anything you read here...sue the hormones.

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I guess I should say thank you, for cutting all my strings. But if it's all the same to you, I wish you'd left my wings.
- I Wrote This For You

Shit.
Sunday, January 15, 2012 @ 2:27 AM
I can't write anything. This is the most major block I've had in a while. I'm not just talking about blog posts. I can't write emails (sorry May Ee!), long fb comments, stories (not even 500-word ones), lyrics, poems. Fuck, I can't even write a single line that's gripping and makes sense. Kind of panicking right now.
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