dear universe...
please send better clues
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me
dear stupid internet people:
rating me a 1 n then sending me a message asking how i like them apples is completely retarded.
its the internet.
im really not interested in your opinion of me..
but thanks for attempting to get a rise out of the apathetic...or something
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me
dear neck...
it would be ever so helpful if you could stop being completely twisted up so that i find it difficult to sit up straight. i bought a new pillow for you and everything.
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me
dear electricity:
i realise that apparently you're terrified of thunder...but seriously. when its not even raining yet and theres a few booms of thunder and you decide to cower away..it really makes things difficult. be a man. be a woman. be something that stands up instead of hiding like a pussy.
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me
dear person...
thank you for not working tonite.
i need the break.
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me
dear chickadee:
theres really got to be a better way to 'clear the mechanism' than staying in bed. my body rebels. my mind rebels. plus i get bored. seriously bored.
i still say ya need a device much like a straw which could poke a hole and make the yucky parts easily extractable. or something.
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me
dear self...
remember to breathe
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me
