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All of this time is running out, and the latest fashion is mocking itself; the most absurd thing since fourth grade. I find out about everything belated, and once again, I get left out. The weather has been beautiful in the past three days. We are counting down our lives and staring into reflections of mirrors, because I will always come second. I need some intervention, I just might not need a break. Number One, happens to be the way that my whole world is living under false pretenses and it just got chilly in here.
I had this weird premonition of pirates that I finally understand. We are getting hijacked at sea by the end of next week. Thank you for warning me, it doesn't happen frequently.
I hate change, but it is time for a new layout, everyone elses are better than mine, and I cannot deal with that.
I had this weird premonition of pirates that I finally understand. We are getting hijacked at sea by the end of next week. Thank you for warning me, it doesn't happen frequently.
I hate change, but it is time for a new layout, everyone elses are better than mine, and I cannot deal with that.