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I met this girl.
She was me.
All my little loves and hates, all my hobbies, all the things I thought came together to make me - she was.
She was louder and better at it. I couldn't get a word in edge-ways.


I guess I try to hard.

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Arg! I'm just so angry with everything!
...and I'm in love with Edd. But I suck at it.