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Ironic that people who are your friends will read something about your thoughts and have the audacity to make jokes about it. They are thoughts that seem vague to others but mean something to me. I write so I can vent sometimes. It doesn't need to make sense to them, just me so I don't explode and go crazy with them floating around in my head! I can't keep it all pent up. I don't really like talking about my life to people, but I still need an outlet. It kills me when people make a joke about my thoughts that were meant to be serious. Then they wonder why I won't tell them my personal things going on in life. It would likely be the next joke!