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People, people. Beloved friends.
Nobody talks to anybody anymore. No one has anything to say. Well, of course they do but they don't talk about it. Well maybe they do, but I wouldn't know. Well of course I wouldn't know, They Just Don't Talk To ME. Here's an estimate of the 'rate' of people who will actually start talking to me, about half a person...a week. Yes, thats pathetic, and the kid next door is my imaginary friend. Yeah, she loves cherry soda, guess what, I love cherry soda. Yay! We'll be best friends. Kill me already.

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