I'm in a pickle yall. People are just treating each other like shit. As if they don't matter and the one person near me that I thought I could always count on is doing the exact same thing to me. Guess you really don't ever know someone. Their true selves anyway. So I've decided to drop all of them. Every last dramatic person that thinks that you don't have feelings when you really do and start a new life. At this rate my life shall consist of work, school, and once in a while working on what ever I can such as my poetry or story's. So yeah. Don't know why writting about this, but hey here it is anyway. lol

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I'm so happy to see that you like it!
I just noticed something.
I have a cat named C.C, (short for Cindi Clawford), and she's a pretty cat.
...TIME PARADOX. *wooshes out leaving a "kthx 4 fav yeaaaahh" sticky note on her door*
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I execute standing position 12 from the Kama Sutra. Passion fills the room. Your head is close to the ceiling fan.
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MFGHJTKDUDO;UO;YIULXTTDSTSFSSGJLXSTXGIEITEGTFOMYSIGGYHJGGDUFLUTIYHCKNCDHC
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Mad Hatter: [after "fixing" the White Rabbit's watch] Two days slow, that's what it is.
Bartok: Oh, sure. Blame the bat, what the heck; we're easy targets.
-Bartok
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My Regards ,
~ ... I always thought I am insane,but now I know for sure ... ~
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It's Like Mothra. . . . . . On Crack.
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