i could have been one of those cool punkie girls in high school. that brunette who wore a white beater and looked kick ass. with greasy hair and old eyeliner over her cheeks. but i decided this would be more interesting. not only have half of my peers forgotten my name, but the other half very much dislike me.
and i think that's okay. because i'd
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let me tell you that as i read this i had some cello music from bach playing in another window, and it just fucking shattered my minute right then.
man, fuck, i fucking feel you.
jeeeeeeeeeeeeesus <3
*hypocrite old me referring to things i don't believe in, forgive me believers.
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glad you enjoyed the read.
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pow!
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except you seem nostalgic to some degree. whereas i feel nothing, absolute atrophy has washed over and feelings are nooo more. my best friend and i "broke up" 2 years ago. or was it 1? i don't know. it makes no difference anymore does it?
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