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I am truly sorry for ever ridiculing you and your cousin. I don't know why I did It at the hall. I was petty and vindictive because you said that I tried too hard to be good like I was actually rubbish and only pushed myself. It wasn't cool to try hard. I am sorry because I know how much things from my past still resonate and affect me. I hope you find special someone. I feel like an awful person for this
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Handbags. My dad always said I had to learn to turn the other cheek.
But you were right I did try hard at things in primary. So there was no need for me to clap back. But I was young, foolish and insecure with esteem issues. I remember the people who did bad things to me and forget about myself. Football smashed windows |
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Smile while you work behind the bar. Do you think I suit pink?It's going to be wild night. Order me that green jellybeans cocktail thingy ma bob. Wonder if those cheesy tatties were enough to line my stomach for the hight or should I have had a chippie. 🤔 Gary Numan song, gossip folks, nose bleed. Sorry the light bulb just smashed . What an embarrassment. Chris t sake fred not in the dj booth ....
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That was the worst attempt at a punch to the nose. So pathetic. Such a show off. Such a wimp. Cats whiskers. Slim Jim. Natural. JJ
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Goodbye coronation chicken. Goodbye Mole. Body image sorry Jonathan ross.
My friend guitar. It was bad timing to go to complimentary therapies. Goodbye team physio. Me in my baggy scraggy jeans and skating attire t shirts. My mother always harped on about dull and dowdy clothes. I didn't want to be a limp biskit. Plus I thought I was too fat to weat skinny jeans and leggings so I went back to slightly flared and baggy. Always ahead and competition. Chips. I didn't like mayo, sauces and processed sandwiches and I ate enough red meat at home. I just loved bread and fruit. I could eat a whole dry fruit loaf. My mum wasn't good at cooking pasta or omelette. Chippie. Lights. Goodbye ***** faced. Me dressed all grungy. Verdict. Goodbye angelic equation. You liked the alternative loo girl with dreads. I looked normal compared to her. Thought they would be bigger. Like wise. Walkers. I told no-one. And Alladin said I was a stirrer . I like having privacy. Goodbye math shades. Dragons, again I am sorry. But I knew you were up to something and was only matter of time. |
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Her red Adidas bottoms. I thought she was cool. A teacher said she could have been a runner. She hung herself . I refused to fight her. I would rather have extended hand of friendship. I was sad that she ended her own life. I know she took drugs. Knife in thigh. I wish I'd never said you had jumped me. But I was shaken up and it was years later. Bushes. Orange . Pin
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I did go to town. I latched onto one comment. You maybe do come across many paper who don't give a toss about their diet. My extra weight was a lot to do with my "condition" s treatment. I would crave fizzy drinks and need food for energy.
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