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MMm... another good sinfest. This time about love. it's all like "what's love like... love is like... Fuck if i know what love is like... FUCK YOU LOVE! FUCK YOU. and then the pig comes on and is all like... "That's exactly like love is like". And so... i'm thinking... damn. He's right love is fucked up. I mean really really fucked up. I dunno...
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i miss you, i havent seen you in like FOREVER!!!!!!111one one one !!1!!!!
you should right back.
joohn, do you not love me anymore?
im gonna go cry in the closet and make goth poetry :(
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John's been busy - you know, with me...because he loves me more than you and stuff. Hes under my bed right now! Oo.
Okay, so maybe he's not, but that's beside the point somehow.
Goth poetry? Like "The blood from my pores runs down my arm/But causes me no alarm/I want the darkness to end/Let the blood and tears blend/Until I reach death/Can you hear my cries, or are you just deaf?/Don't you see, because you left me/I've become a lonely loser that no one can see."
Yes, I am that much of a loser. *takes a bow*
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