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You could tell her it was fiction and creative writing practice. Lol.
posted by
A-and-B
on July 31, 2006 at 2:48 AM
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and thank you for thinking that I AM the shit...
because in reality i believe i really AM. LOL.
posted by
penguinrock26
on July 30, 2006 at 8:54 PM
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passionflower
i agree...though i would like to apologize about my comment in which i said that i would be like all the pre-teen girls who think they are the shit, for i think i gave you the impression i am a girl. i'm not, but i would say i sometimes act like one. you don't need to feel bad in the least bit.
posted by
penguinrock26
on July 30, 2006 at 8:50 PM
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Mademoiselle...
alright, i really don't know how you would let your mom read all that you write, but i am a little over sensitive, but like the time i wrote my UVA essay in which i wrote and "as if " essay about me being gay, i feel a little uncomfortable considering some of the material is quite derrogatory towards her or life.
posted by
penguinrock26
on July 30, 2006 at 8:47 PM
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All mothers and daughters have a hard time getting along!
It's very normal...don't freak about it....I've written a few suicide notes myself. It's the curse of being creative.
posted by
Passionflower
on July 30, 2006 at 8:42 PM
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No, and "most certainly not"!
My mother reads everything I post ... which is especially awkward considering how much of it involves her. Regardless, I've just had to accept it as a sad fact of life.
Man lives in the sunlit world
of what he believes to be reality.
But, there is, unseen by most, an underworld,
a place that is just as real,
but not as brightly lit...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 30, 2006 at 8:36 PM
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