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ok
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psyki
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not okay
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000129
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Quintessensual
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That's okay, Love. It is just really, really nice to see you here again.
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010103
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okay
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ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok
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010215
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Dafremen
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Is something a guy might moan while making love to his girlfriend Kay.
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010216
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bald-headed john
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i am almost two kilometers tall.
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010303
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Amy H.
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's is not ok
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010610
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Alexander Beetle
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Whever I say this never believe me I don't know what I'm talking about
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010610
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chaos
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o-tay
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010716
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skillet
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a surrender
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010830
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unhinged
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what does that mean? it's what i always say when someone asks, but i'm not sure what that syllable means. i have a feeling i'm not. if i could find my cabin in the woods so far away then maybe i could be truly.
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011102
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Dafremen
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You could always run off to somewhere with the Dafremens...we've got another Libra that had to get out of here taggin along... The adventure begins! : )
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011102
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god
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just when you have no doubt, no way
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030518
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me?
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are you ok?
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030518
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starjewel
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In the dark I've lost my spark My fake smile faded Now I'm feeling truly jaded But it's ok In this dim light I'm done now and I've lost the fight All I see is your face Feel the pain it tries to erase And it's ok They can't see me now They think it's ok somehow That I hurt What is this some sort of curse? Cause it's not ok Toss and turn in this cold bed Why can't I lay with you instead? Cause I know you're not real But your touch, somehow I know I feel. And It makes it ok. They talked forever I fought sleep, but never Did they ask me about him Guess they know too, my chances are slim I know ok? No one thinks it's real No one knows how that makes me feel They make me doubt you They'd never believe the things you do But ya know? That's ok You're smile, it's genuine And we walk together, there's times when It's just you and me Those are the times that no one sees And we're ok So now I turn off to sleep The thoughts I've had are rooted deep Can't shake the feeling I'm alone But remember talking to you on the phone And that was ok In the dark But it's ok In this dim light And it's ok They can't see me now Cause it's not ok Toss and turn in this cold bed And it makes it ok They talked forever I know ok? No one think's it's real But you know? That's ok You're smile, it's genuine And we're ok And now I turn off to sleep And that was ok
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040101
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not bad
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is an alright feeling.
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040827
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lifay
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is not okay enough
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040920
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wonderkid
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wtf about ok, ok is a ok word, y r we pissing ourselves about it
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050708
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nom
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it hurt when he said they'd played me being shy and cleaning saying "ok"
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061202
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ok
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fuck_both
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100928
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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A discussion of ending of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: "They say OK a lot."
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e_o_i
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"the" ending of... damn articles. A, an, the. Le, la, un, une...
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Risen
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She messaged me. To ask if I was ok. I mean, seriously. WHAT THE FUCK. Does it LOOK like I am ok? Honestly? No mention of "oh Risen, I do forgive you" (because, of course, as I concluded, she doesn't) or "Oh Risen, don't worry, of course I remember 12 years ago" Nope. Am I ok? And then when I say I'm not ok, it's all about how that's... what? Making her feel upset? Feel guilty? Oh how awful to have five seconds in her perfect life to feel anything but perfect. I feel anything but perfect every fucking second. No, I am not ok. And I'm not going to say I'm ok to make her feel better. I'm not going to say I'm ok so that we can go back to not talking and she can smile on her happy perfect day. .... So I say I'm not ok, and she says she was just checking in on me. And she says fuck all else. Then leaves because obviously she isn't helping. You know what isn't helping? Pouring out my fucking useless heart, and getting "are you ok?" in reply. Fuck blather. Fuck giving her a window into my soul so she can tap on the glass and mouth platitudes for five seconds before she has to go home to her pretty little life. I'll write elsewhere.
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151111
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flowerock
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I have had this problem before, but in reverse. Sitting on the step outside of the little place we almost moved into together I asked if he was ok, he sighed and said "you just make me sad now" that felt worse for a moment then we had broken up years previous. So I tried not to bother him, but some times I did, and sometimes he reached out to me, just to make a point it seemed, to not respond to my response. I think we're mostly over that now, but it took some years and mu ch distance.
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151111
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unhinged
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the struggle to get to this level let alone anything better is...i'm fucking sick of it. i know; it's all my fault. i got where i am based on my own choices. blah blah blah. i don't blame anyone else for anything. i am just tired. period. tired of everything i do being the wrong thing. i'm also fucking sick of people asking if i am ok, especially when they are not truly interested in the answer. what's the point in asking?
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151113
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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