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I have a hunch that my friends don't like me anymore. I mean, ever since I stopped hanging out with my other group of friends I think I am just paranoid and always think I am being manipulated. I think I went from being like 2% psycho to... 25%? Yes, I think that's about right. Oh well. I would like to think all things happen for a reason, even if they don't and things do not turen out alright in the end.
I would also like to think that I don't get atrocious bug bites and lumps on my body from our grade trip next week. It will be wilderness living... and I will like it. Except my hairdryer and I will become distant during that week.
Damn son.
I would also like to think that I don't get atrocious bug bites and lumps on my body from our grade trip next week. It will be wilderness living... and I will like it. Except my hairdryer and I will become distant during that week.
Damn son.