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tormented
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silentbob
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imagine the person you love has strapped you to a bed and opened your skull, revealing your brain, and he or she keeps jabbing his or her finger in the one part of your brain that reminds you that they don't love you back. they just keep poking at it. poking at it and laughing.
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010907
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Aimee
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it all sounded so good until you mentioned the opened skull
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010909
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silentbob
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heh hehheh is aimee a blather stalker?
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010910
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Sonya
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by the unyielding uncertainty
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020902
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daxle
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by the deadly_cuteness
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020902
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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