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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:10:38 GMT -5
Darcy sat on the floor. "I-i just don't know what to do" she whimpered.
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:12:44 GMT -5
Amila looked at her, "Do about what?"
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:14:19 GMT -5
"Life" she whimpered "I mean i know i'm just growing up...but it sucks." she closed her eyes to stop tears.
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:15:53 GMT -5
Amila nodded slightly, "I know."
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:18:17 GMT -5
"Im tired of this place." she muttered. "It doesn't feel right anymore being here"
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:22:01 GMT -5
Amila shrugged, "At least people end up finding somewhere they belong..." she muttered, mainly to herself.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:25:56 GMT -5
"But i won't." she replied. "Im to stuck in a rut to do anything."
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:29:25 GMT -5
Amila sighed, and looked at her arm.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:32:56 GMT -5
"Im so tired of feeling like i need to act...different around people.Act happy and carefree when im not. my mind is so corrupt with idea other think about me, its hurting me," she whimpered.
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:34:07 GMT -5
Amila rolled up her sleeve and looked at a tattoo on her arm. She looked at Darcy.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:35:57 GMT -5
Darcy looked at her.
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:38:55 GMT -5
"This keeps me from actually fitting in. I will never find somewhere I belong because of this." She said.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:44:05 GMT -5
"We all have are quirks." she replied.
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Post by Amiel on Jul 13, 2011 0:46:09 GMT -5
Amila sighed, "A god cursed me, and gave me this."
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Post by Darcy on Jul 13, 2011 0:47:21 GMT -5
"Oh" Darcy replied.
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