and everything just turned to color

please don't put your hands into your face, we could be friends

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profanity laced, but points made.

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today: a friend snapped at me (for honestly unknown reasons) and called me a “b” and a boy reconstructed my “great memory” into a “good memory” of a movie.  It started out happy but now I’m very sad.

i think we can all relate to this, when you see and know someone as who they truly are, rather than what they present themselves as.

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solitude at school.

Woke up, grabbed breakfast at a lovely hole-in-the-wall where bricks are not bricks at all.  Re-examined my life, and realized I had to make some roots.

Somewhere, anywhere, with someone, but not anyone.  

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