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Why is it....that everytime I have an idea....or a thought...or a view of what I want to do in my life...SOMEONE has to fucking bring me down. Normally my parents, occasionally my brother...and sometimes my friends
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munches on a thing of torrengo's...goes to have a ciggerete, comes back, reading again..rereading..rereading posts, sips diet coke, ...thinks a good while,...
Comes back to computer after hour of eating lunch doing three orders of medals and rereads a third time... sips diet coke,
stands metanlly shoves herself through her computer, climbs out of his screen crawls into his lap and huggs him.*
Not sure of what to say,
to make the boogy man go away.
how sure of what to share,
to let you know i'm there.
No sure of who would cry,
if either said goodbye,
only my words true,
just call i'm here for you.
*crawls back through the computer screen back to work, sips her diet coke again and ties off the rope she's left as a trail behind her so he can gte to her when he needs to.*
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Know that I'm always here for you as well!
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