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Yes. I did have plans for this weekend. Guitar practice, and quiz making. And randomness. And now, my time is locked up in essays. Damn you damn you damn you! In other news, we acted out our scenes of The Crucible in Am. Lit today. My group did part of the court scene in the end. I've been buzzed ever since then. Preforming is my high. (I made a few people turn around when I started whimpering and cowering from the "yellow bird". School empathizes aloneness. Friends ditching me for one legit reason or another, waving to people who stare right through me. makes me feel like I'm already dead. Like I'm in some crappy remake of The 6th Sense. I am the queen of patheticness I am. OK, you go now and ignore me too. For I am the attention whore. And needy. RUN!
FLEE! I am a crumbly mess.
Older Stuff:
don't be afraid of the future. it doesn't include you, it only removes you.
It is the duty of every patriot to protect his country from his government."
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