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and so it goes. there is still sunshine outside, go play.
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i fucked up.
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i should've stopped myself from talking. you tired of me. i bored you. i never should've thought. i told you things i never told. and i don't know why. i saw your beauty and i thought. i don't know what i thought i thought. but i realize now. i am nothing. and i'm getting used to feeling this way. it's okay. because i am nothing. and i'm not talking anymore to anyone. fuck everything. i am nobody's friend.
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and i do fuck_things_up constantly never a good gauge of the right topics i have somehow moved past the point of caring i don't like to apologize for the way i am anymore 'i'm sick of hanging out with fucking music majors cause i don't know what the hell they are talking about' as dorky as it is i can't help but talk about it with people who know my language i_fucked_up and i fuck_things_up if it's an opinion that's particularly hurtful or an action that was particularly rude accept my profuse apology but many of these things i supposedly fucked up are just due in reality to who i am and i'm tired of telling you that i'm sorry for that i can't be sorry for something i have no control over like my existence
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this had nothing to do with you unhinged. as well as some of the other things i've posted here. there is no need for endless apologies since you already gave me the best apology in your e-mail. take a load off and smile....please? for me? :-) whenever life gets you down Ms. Brown..
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actually, and once again, i wasn't specifically referring to you at the risk of sounding like a bitch.
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Im turning red over here!
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sorry...miscommunication....so sorry...wrong number...please redial... .
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what's it to you?
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