Having friends are cool but, when they start expecting too much and start telling you what to do or what not to do, you start having mild fantacies about living in the bottom of the ocean, joining the naked mermaids and mermen, wearing your plunging red tight skimpy dress and pink high-heels. Why not?
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Why is it that when you let some people get too close they turn into your worst nightmare? Are they just insecure or is it the pink shoes? Yes, I complain but, it's my fuck-up. I chose the wrong bunch.
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I don't let those experiences turn me into a paranoid ogre but, I let it teach me a lesson. After all, the world is filled with all sorts of people. I just have to pick the sane ones.
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