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WendyCal is on my ignore list because her posts are so poorly written that when I read them I can feel my IQ dropping. |
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angel of tragic days
Join Date: Jan 2006
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its crazy I go around to all the windows and doors about 3 or 4 times everynight to make sure i dind't forgot to lock any.. I just keep doing it... I'll lock my door then sit on my bed then go back to my door open it and then look around the basment and then come back to my room and do it over and over again.. when I go to the bathroom I always look in the shower/bath area.. why I don't know.. always scared something will pot out at me? I always look behide me when I'm in the shower.. at the drain.. again its a fear of something.. I don't know what agian.. |
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ashes against the grain
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um right so neways..i don't liek getting teh help, but i think i may have social retardation.. i get uncomfotable talking to anyone.. store clerks, i hate calling people, i hate asking things.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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ashes against the grain
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i do, and im not bi polar
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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