February 2012
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I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
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me: I am alone in the house
me: which means I can do
me: REBELLIOUS THINGS
me:
me:
me: /uses bathroom with door open
me: /sings at the top of lungs
me: /eats jam straight our of the jar
me: hahahahhahahahahaha
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January 2012
63 posts
