In between the music would be her and I would be asking her questions with my eyes and she would be answering me in languages I can't decipher. She stands inside me like a concrete treasure, not able to rid myself. She's a thorn that brings such honest blood. She's inside the stupid things, she's the annoying reminder I have, I wake up every single
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i'm gonna go make some instant breakfast.
bye.
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I try to tell myself that I'm done 'needing' anything and just be satisfied on my own until it just comes along and surprisies me. That people will want me more if I act like I don't need them. That manna will fall from the skies if I just pretend I don't want it.
I'm not like that though, I'm too honest.
I think I just have to get over myself, or better yet, everyone else has to get over myself, I'm not going to change. If I need something I'm obvious.
Instant Breakfast sounds scary,
hope it all worked out.
JJ
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:)
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i'm sad and lonely, and you seem easy to talk to.
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I'm jayneilson, it's easy
I'll sign on when I'm not busy, which should be tonight some time.
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I appreciate that.
Lindsey whom? From Zellers?
Or like...no?
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heh
Well then, sweet deals.
Have a good night Dee-Li.
Nice to have made your aquiantence.
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