*sigh* I miss being social.
Im afraid to talk to every one because I know their pissed at me.
makes me wish i had more friends....
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
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bet it makes you wonder why you turned your back on people who actually gave a damn about you.
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