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Apr 2015
You have no trouble joking about boyfriends with everyone else,
so what's wrong with me?
Why can't you be that way with me?
Now that I have someone I can share with you, I want to be able to.
But you ignore and scream and become paranoid.
What's wrong with you?
I've never been close with my mom, but more recently, she's been making my life miserable.
L
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   --- and Arlo Disarray
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