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I AM NOT MOPEY."We have big news!"I AM NOT MOPEY.
"Are we moving back to North America?"
"...No."
"Then I'm not interested."
It bothers me that they think that I would want to stay here, Friendless, Alone, Only.
"Well we're going to have to tell you sooner or later."
"Your mother is pregnant."
"What?!"
I've always wanted another sibling. But not from my stepfather and my
real mother.
"You seem mopey all the time.."
"I AM NOT MOPEY."
"Okay."
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Why are we
You Are My Sunshine, My OnlyIt was more or less, A knife, through my central part of my body.You Are My Sunshine, My Only
My heart..
* * *
Yes, I miss him. Yes, we only knew eachother for a year. Yes, I was in love with him. Yes, the worst did happen.
* * * "Well now that Uncle Steve is gone, what shall we do? Would you like to go to the village? The water? An adventure?" she asks.
"No, I would not like to go to the village. No, I would not like to go to the water. No, I would not like to go on an adventure."
I run to my area of the apartment I can
Sunshine?I just love sitting on my front porch Three thirty in the morning.Sunshine?
Our small village is, was so quiet at the time,
Once in a while
I'll hear a small scurrying small animal.
"Whatcha up to, sunshine?"
My uncle, swagger-less.
"Nothing, uncle Steve, sober?"
"I only used to drink in my high school days, sunshine."
"Why do you always call me sunshine?"
"Your eyes. They are hazel brown, like the morning sun."
"The morning sun is yellow, uncle Steve,"
I grinned.
"I k
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Devious Journal Entry
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şu yalan hayatın tek doğru sözü "Babana bile güvenmiceksin"
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Could you shut te door...and waste me?
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Age is not important, unless you're a cheese.
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stop making plans
start making some gosh darned sense
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he meets in her aspect....and her eyes
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