I took care of him yesterday.
He had the flu, or maybe strep.
He thinks I'll get sick.
I laughed in his face.
My lip piercing is fine.
I take care of it well.
It burns with the Dove.
Dove kills the germs though.
I'm thinking about staying.
Should I stay or should I go?
There is good here.
It's not home though.
I am trying to stay strong.
It's been good lately.
I might have a personality disorder.
How fun!
It's been about attention.
I've craved it for so long.
It's an addiction I must break.
At least there aren't any shakes.
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