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WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS I POUR MY HEART OUT ABOUT MY FAVORITE SINGER AND NO ONE RESPONDS AM I ALONE HERE HELLOOOOOO HELLOOOOOOOOOOO WHY DOESNT ANYONE SAY SOMETHING YLU ARE LIKE MANNEQUINS YOU ARE LIKE THE SHINY PEOPLE THAT STAND NEXT TO MY BED AT NIGHT THAT MAKE WORDS IN MY HEAD WITHOUT MOVING THEIR LIP THRRES A RED ONE A BLUE ONE AND A GREEN ONE TGE GREEN ONE IS STANDING IN MY CLOSET NOW I ASK HIM WHAT HE WANTS AND HE JUST STARES LIKE GE CANT HERE ME COMBING HIS HAIR LIKE HE ALWATS DOES IT SMELLS LIKE GASOLINE AGHH WHY DONT THEY TURN THE LIGHTS OFF IN THIS PLACE THE LADY WONT STOP LAUGHING AND PULLING MY HAIR I WANT TO GO HOME AAAAHH
