I realized the other day that I need a place to write. Just musings in general, strange poems. I find that I do that A LOT on scrap pieces of paper at school and end up throwing all my rambling thoughts (which usually pertain to menstrual fluid and other bodily functions most people prefer not to talk about openly) into the trash bin
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Before I left me and your grandmother had an intense discussion about how often you wash using only hand signals while your dad explained to me how he doesn't want a gf and how you spend to much time with the computer.
But you already knew that.
Miss youuuuuuuuu! Sorry I haven't been on aim lately, Oklahoma is keeping me sooooooooo busy.
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