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exhibit a: this broke-ass diary.
school is over, sweeeet. all is well, all is fine, alia is a happy girl.
i have no christmas spirit this year. i see the beautiful lights of my neighbors and fellow chicagoans and i just kind of go, "meh". i don't feel an obligation to feel any either, thankfully (one less thing for me to feel bad about), so i can just go about my merry cynical way, hating everyone with a light spirit.
i haven't had a cigarette in a week. gah.
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