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i hate going to concerts with more than one other person. clap your hands say yeah, it was my boyfriend and my best friend and while we had fun they more or less just competed to talk to me the whole night.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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