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the other went to see his show last night. he said he ran into her in the foyer and she didnt say much.
she yelled at me the other week when I tried to speak to her about how I was feeling crappy. she started the I want to be friends thing. and I dont want to hate.
god I need to really deal with it all though dont i.
I just want to run away and there to magically be someone as lovely as he can be, that doesnt need to lie about not being able to keep it in his pants.
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