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oh yeah sure let's ask the traumatized kid if she knows anyone in that stage of psychological life the one where you start questioning whether or not you're happy and you often make rash decisions oh yeah. i do know someone who's right in that spot. can you describe it for the class? what the hell, sure. ...as i explain to everyone that my mother left because she was bored i watch the words "oh **** etch themselves onto my professor's face yep. i'm never getting called on again.
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 11:15 AM UTC
ptsd, *******
oh yeah sure let's ask the traumatized kid if she knows anyone in that stage of psychological life the one where you start questioning whether or not you're happy and you often make rash decisions oh yeah. i do know someone who's right in that spot. can you describe it for the class? what the hell, sure. ...as i explain to everyone that my mother left because she was bored i watch the words "oh **** etch themselves onto my professor's face yep. i'm never getting called on again.
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 11:15 AM UTC
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