Someone drove by with hatred, and I feel my back has turns on it. Now, I'm just tired, like when I slipped in the theater in the audience after using the bathroom during Mary Poppins 1-2 years ago. My ankle, when I walk.
Why is everyone against me and won't leave me alone? I've been called lots of things, and I don't call anyone anything and therefore should be respected. It wasn't like this before is about all I have to say now. Before Tim Burton and Johnny Depp became famous. Yea, everyone went crazy and thought they were their spitting image or posed as though that were so. This is not the new dedication and way of life. I feel these people experimenting on me are wasting time with me.
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