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i Left my gf because i had a parasocial relationship with andrew blaze how amithis stupid ph my gooodddddfh actually nvm idc because it was long distance its not the samelowk
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some random ass tiktok abt columbine in 2021 changed the entire trajectory of my life
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Hi.
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ijust want everyone to know im okay and alive.i promise i will talk to you guys again, ill explain everything about 10/12 and how im still here when i can<333 literally using a ps4 to type this lmao
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YOU WILL REMEMBER MY NAME
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i’m not gonna leave cleanly. i’m not just gonna fade out.
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dylan.
dy. dylan? killbodl? dyklan.
go eric dylr./ .
an dylric.
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adam.
adam lzaza? go adam la. zlanz. adam. ad. m
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Cal and Andre as girls.
When you’re the weird girl, life feels impossible. Cal is too unnerving for everyone she meets. They say she carries herself strangely—like an inferiority complex personified.
People say she’s got rocks in her shoes, and all her clothes are second-hand. They hang over her body like a halo. An angelic girl. She’s scary.
Andrea’s even scarier. She never felt like she belonged anywhere—too much of a boy for the girls, and too much of a girl for the boys. Her eyes get dark when she looks around the room.
Touch me and I’ll kill you. Touch her and I’ll kill you.
Andrea doesn’t like any of the boys that Cal hangs out with. She thinks they’re pathetic—worms that need to be crushed. Ignorant, vile. Their sugar-coated words taste like puke.
Puke, puke, puke.
She has never wanted something so bad.
Cal just twirls her hair, skips rocks across ponds. The Kriegman Family Home.
Cal thinks about her brains blown out. Andrea thinks of marriage.
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