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Friday, September 22, 2006 / 9:13 PM
Am I not enough for you? There is nothing I could do to please you, is there? Anything I do, will be dissected and criticised like a frog in a Biology class full of cruel students. Yeah, great analogy. Fine, I'll take the blame but you don't have to keep demoralising me like this. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I get good grades, you only say I could do better. I should fail, just to spite you. But I don't want to jeopardise my own future. All I say is ...

Fuck.



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