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why sarah and i get along ---

we traded stories about being messed up on various substanzez-while at the lords university-- how we have both been wasted as green oliver has come into our rooms-- her story of having a mirror and straight edge out when he came over while she was sniffling alot sounded so much better --- you just have to know how affectionate;y emo this kid is .... how we are emtionalless zombies who just want to eat brains ---- we couldnt make it through school philosophy and art------ hahahahaha how we were puking at our friends bad relationships--- how she criticises me for still taking stuff recreationally ---- then gives me a bottle of leftover s ----- im never judged - or i m constantly judge ans then forgotten and she doesnt hold anything to me although she said that hip hop doesnt suit me---- but we can say anything and not offend--- wait -- shes too self conscious about her breasts so dont make any even tastefull boob jokes around her -- im half awy asleep ... already i wont slep in the laptopkeys-- we can sleep wthout disturbavce or woorry -- were incapable of belieeving in love - one more religion - shes leaving to arizona on thursday and i am not