EVERYONE I WANT TO PUNCH IN THE FACE.
I AM NOT EXCLUDED FROM THIS, DON'T WORRY HUMANITY.
PUNCH.
HURT.
MAIME.
DESTROY.
FLICK.
PINCH WITH MY TOES ON SENSITIVE PARTS OF THEIR BODY.
Sister, Do you Know My Name?-The White Stripes
and now I'm all sad and white stripesey waaaaaah and there is no one I can talk to and cry to because my friends don't want to be my friends anymore they have taken however much friendship they could handle and piss bolted and now I'm here with bits of friendship missing from me and no one who is there to share theirs so I'm not completely holey like a block of swiss cheese.
Alas, I am so swiss cheesey right now it's not even funny.
The only person I can think of who makes me less swiss cheesey is going away for two years soon. I might probably die.
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