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Trust me, it'll strike eventually. Depends on the cause of the depression, really.
*puts on therapist guise*
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You're no therapist, you're the patient. *takes off Italian's therapist guise*
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To a note to all in the Lounge I'll be home a little later than expected possibly about an hour or so. Kind of depends but this is just a note of where I'm off to if I don't come on at my usual time.
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Okay... also, Day, I play many roles.
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Sure you do...
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Ugh. That. Was. Horrible.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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What was?
Veni. Vidi. Vici.

People are made of places. They carry with them
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or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB

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The AP test I just took.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Failed?
An angel, a knight, a man who will bring light to where there is only darkness, I am the Morning Star, the Bringer of Light, hail to me as I am King Lucifer!

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Ouch. Tests usually suck.
Veni. Vidi. Vici.

People are made of places. They carry with them
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or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB

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I won't know until July, but....possibly. Depends. I don't think I did overly horrible on it but I don't know. The essays sucked and I zoned out while talking the multiple choice..
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Ohai Rocky. Also yeah. They do. Big time. But guess what, I'm skipping school tomorrow, so lucky me.
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I gtg I'll reply once I'm home Rocky.
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Okay... Rocky... Chronos's entrance could be good. There's no need to squish all of my ideas. Otherwise I'll have to re-write all my profile and re-thing my approach. Please don't make me do that. *puppy eyes*
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Oh my god. I think I broke my ankle...
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Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul.
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