she says it's fine and we need to stop worrying about the money. i really want my roommate mark, he's got these eloquent powers. i don't want to exploit that. i honestly think i see shadows and things. i was like, ok. she goes, she's saying, she's just saying stop crying. that's all i got. next day i realize i would cry all the time about my grandma. like once or twice a week. she died of really real heartbreak, so it's like i always cry. it's like..maybe. shut your trap.
it's class, class incarnate.
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