Monday, August 18, 2014

Worried

With the playing with my eyes, I was worried it was a hate crime.  What do you mean to talk back to me and say how dare I say that and not be as nice?  I really dig into that stuff.  I accepted it, but I'm wondering what's up, now.  Maybe, I shouldn't.  I just feel something else also happening like it in the air.

I wouldn't do a lot of things others do, anyway.

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