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there are oceans of people moving through through the waters I can see it in the distance maybe beauty is momentary but chicken nuggets last forever
5:6:If God was real- 5:7:then my face would be blue, 5:8:Then I don't need to walk 5 miles to school While other students are rolling in their summer red corvettes
My RAGE, with the degrees of a thousand Hiroshimas, ERUPTS! reverberates, reverberates, reverberates, up and down the chords of my body. Strummed by the unwarranted jab from kid.
I remember when it first happened, it was 7th grade science class. You never really forget the first time. I was minding my own business working on homework when he said it. "You're fat."