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[no_sissy_stuff]

Since we're talkin' about feeeeeeeeeeeelings, here's my fortune-cookie-nugget-of-wisdom for the day: I have this feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeling that nobody here likes me. That's rad. Means I don't hafta parade an' cater an' shit. I don't hafta pretend to like youIf anyone wants me, I'll be in the prop room. Probably real drunk or real high. Don't expect me

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[daedal_phantasm]

Sparkly?!

I know I say this every year, but you worry me. And, as per usual, no burning anything in my prop room, or you deal with my temper.

Also, I seem to be missing some of my makeup kit. Any ideas, Mr Backstage? That stuff is expensive and I want it back.

[no_sissy_stuff]

You're sparkly 'cause you're special to me, teach. I'd give you an apple every day, if you know what I mean. I won't do shit to the prop room. It's my sanctuary.

No idea. Ask one of the girls. They're wearin' pounds of that crap anyway.

[daedal_phantasm]

I'm flattered that I mean that much to you, dear.

Damn. If you spot it anywhere - including on somebody's face - let me know, would you?

[no_sissy_stuff]

Only makes sense. You're the most bodacious teacher on staff ♥.

I could spot stage makeup a mile away, no matter how garish some of these bimbettes are. I'm on it, cap'n.

[bl0nd_ambition]

That's because you're LAME. ♥

[no_sissy_stuff]

GO AWAY.

I WANT NONE OF YOUR HAIRSPRAY AN EVIL IN MY JOURNAL, CARWRECKER.

[bl0nd_ambition]

YOU BACKED INTO ME!!!!

[no_sissy_stuff]

I DID NO SUCH THING. YOU RAN INTO ME.

LIES. LIES, LIES, LIES. SHUT YOUR WHORISH MOUTH, WOMAN.

[finger_walking]

Awwww, I like little brother! ♥♥♥

[no_sissy_stuff]

Shut up, Tem.

[finger_walking]

[no_sissy_stuff]

eeeeewwwww christ, now the pages are all sticky and pink. TEMARI. KEEP YOUR LOVE IN YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH.

[wall_fleur]

how can people not like you....um....if...

they don't know you.