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OODLES OF NOODLES
there is a place somewhere between time and space. strange and unusual things happen in this place. it is known as, the zachshack where you can creep inside his mind and take a peek at what he is thinking
the Attic
Ms. Halcombe
Ms. Eckstrom
Ms. Dornier
Mr. Sundland
Ms. Walrath
Ms. Wynns
the other Mr. Cheney
Mr. Strongbad
Mr. Vittone
Ms. Rasch
B.C.C.B.
Mr. (or Ms.) Dirty Hippo
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you don't respect me, you don't believe in me, you don't beleive me. you may know how to handle the others. but you stand ignorant of yourself. for i am more like you than you know. you say i'm not motivated. bullshit. you don't know what the hell you're talking about. all you have to do is look around. if i don't talk to you about "how i feel" or how my day went or how i'm doing in school why the fuck would i share each detail about this?! not only that but you can't say the same goddamn thing over and over again. telling me to prove to you that i'm a whipped little bitch and then don't even give me the chance to rub it in your goddamn fucking face you sorry excuse for a father. i'm not like them figure that out and maybe you'll get why the hell your goddamn mind games and dominance tricks don't work me.
posted by Unknown @
5:52 ip.
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torstaina, kesäkuuta 03, 2004  |
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