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Your WordsI listen to the memories running through my head. I look at them and listen with a high sense of dread The words they are yours reminding me again and again that within you I cannot, and will not, ever find a friend. I care not of the words or thoughts you expressed, but instead of the anger, and bluntness your voice possessed. I was already distraught unhappy and sad, and believe me your words did not happiness add. We were angry I agree, I with you, and you with me. But what you said was already known, the words could have been, should have been, left alone. I feel like the fool you think I am, trusting aYour Words
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Joy
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Who said I wanted to be normal?
ha yeah, I do need to send pics. Unfortunately they are on my computer which is still in pieces. It shall be reserected at school.
otherwise you would have gotten a full mailbox from the gazillion pics I have and embarassing Mindy pics would have been put up!
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Who said I wanted to be normal?
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'Lo, EUREKA,' I yelled into the cat, 'Thou art truly laborious and divergent. My nose bleeds for your impending encounter with the front fender of a Mercedes Benz.'
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