So I was in AP Bio, having fun as usual, and working on a powerpoint presentation (and I use the term "working" loosely.) I was finding pictures to represent the all of our group members. I found an emo one for Annie, and then I was looking for one for myself. I googled "dorky guy" and on the second page I noticed out of the corner of my eye.
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We always used to hang out. We'd rent movies, even though he always paid, or we'd go to downtown farmington and be dissappointed at the lack of things to do in downtown farmington. I started hanging out with a new crowd of people. He needed people to hang out with, so I invited him along and he became friends with them. Now, a year later, the
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I don't write in my livejournal often. At first I would write in it for fun. The main purpose of my the entrys I would write was to make people laugh. It was for the people. Then I discovered I could also use it to write about the things that have been on my mind. However, it didn't take long to see that it always came out like I was bitching
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As he walks in to his darkness, he feels the familiar chill. Never knew why, but he always became uncomfortable alone in the dark. In protest of his own childishness, he walks briskly past the lightswitch. Maybe I should get a dog, they're supposed to make you happy. He stubs his toe on the television remote on his way to the kitchen. Hopping
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