6.10.09

Hah.

She.
Copies me.
And she doesn't even notice.
My words.
Phrases.
Personality.
Humour.
Beliefs.
My oddness.
I'm quiet.
And she steals who I am.
And gives it to other people.

She doesn't know how to be herself in front of other people.

Had Coke freak out.
Eh.
She didn't care much.
Shaking.
Crying.
Stomach clenching.
Tired.
Angry.
Passed out for a couple minutes.

She just cared about the other one.
The other one is just as thin.
And therefore, she's more fun.
And doesn't get upset.


I've lost.


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