I'm just about to the point of tears right now.
because I relaized that I don't have a lot of people that I can really call my friends. Not enough people to really hang out with, talk to until midnight, to actually live.
Everyone's always busy, while I'm always just...here.
It's a pretty sucky feeling, feeling this alone.
Devious Comments
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'Do you think... I'm just a figment of your imagination?' the girl asked her older friend. The older friend looked over at her and replied, 'You'd have to be the best figment ever imagined.'
I think the real remedy would be for me to get up off my ass and do something.
I'm just not sure what I want to get up off of my ass and do, yet.
-.-;
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"We can't run, we can't fight, what other choice do we have?"
Or... take pictures of random things outside...
Or take pictures of yourself throwing a random tea party outside. (Though it will be cold, so bundle up!)
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'Do you think... I'm just a figment of your imagination?' the girl asked her older friend. The older friend looked over at her and replied, 'You'd have to be the best figment ever imagined.'
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"We can't run, we can't fight, what other choice do we have?"
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"We can't run, we can't fight, what other choice do we have?"
But things change.
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I still stand by what I say.
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