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Chey got a iPod touch! She's on it right now ><
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We got to have a white Christmas.
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We did too!! It's still snowing here. Alot.
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*pops in*i barely got snow.
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There's about 1 1/2 - 2" outside right now and they're calling for a total of 4-6" by the end of the weekend
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Lucky Wynn!
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Goodnight thread
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*yawns* I got stuck at work for an extra 6 hours yesterday. While the OT on my check will be nice, man was I tired.
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Night thread. maybe..
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Hi Chey, how are you doing?
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I'm doing okay Yue.
Kind of isolating myself. I don't really feel like tlking to anyone for a while How are you? |
I'm okay and that is okay if you don't want to talk on the phone. I totally understand that.
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I don't care if anyone see's this.
Yue, my dad hit me today. And we were sitting on re couch. And he was touching my side and back and lower back. |
Damn I so hate your dad Chey and are you okay?
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I'm fine Yue.
Chey is chewing gum |
You are so weird but that is why I enjoy talking with you Chey. So what would you like to chat about today?
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Yue:
Idk. I havnt been feeling good. My stomach right below my ribs has been hurting. |
That isn't good, I hope you are okay and so you know. You can call if you want to, I don't mind one bit.
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I don't think I want to talk.
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That is okay, if you don't want to. I just know that you like to be on the phone with me so I figured that I would offer.
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I don't know if I do anymore though
You're my adoptive daddy My real daddy hurts me I don't think I trust either one |
Well thanks, I think I'm going to leave now. You have a good night Chey.
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I'm sorry.
You don't understand. I didn't mean it like that. I'm just scared. I thought you understood. I'm just scared... |
You just told me that you don't trust me. How am I suppose to take that Chey? As I am going to get really annoyed and possibly angry (Not at you just at the situation) I am going now. If you really want to explain it to me call me. I don't feel like talking about this on here.
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I'm sorry... Bye Brad. Dot even call. Don't even text. I don't know why I got myself into this. I don't know why I even trusted you. I wish you'd see I've hit rock bottom and all those hyper happy momenta I have on the phone with you rare fake. I wish you'd asee what I see about myself. You wouldn't like me. You'd hate me if you knew what went on wert day, second, hour of my life. You'd call me crazy and retarded and leave. Just like everyone does... Brad.
I don't want to talk anymore. I need to forget you. You need to leave already. |
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