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my little crew is interesting. i just sit with my closer friends and a few of their friends in the band room, while the group of girls that hate me and are friends with some of my friends sit across the room. it's so weird. they talk about me and pretend i don't notice.
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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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