the Field of Dreams gets Plowed Under
Author: AnonymousGreenTea
Date: June 28, 2001
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| YOU ARE STILL A CHILD!!! No fun for you, ever. There is NO WAY you can go on a road trip with your friend(s). You are an infant in need of protection. Bitch. | |
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| How could I convince my parents that they should not worry about me driving twenty hours though four states to stay in a hotel for three nights with my friend(s)? I mean, what's wrong with... Oh. | |
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| Well... tell your parents that they're stupid. | |
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| Excellent plan. But, really, how can I save this? I've been looking forward to this for almost, what, two years? Please, Cosmos, don't kill it now. We're so close. | |
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| Its simply your station in life to remain frustrated and unfulfilled. As Fate, let me lend you some advice: Don't rock the boat, kid. It only makes it sting more if you strugle. | |
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| I see your point. I'll just stumble through life alone and lost in a cloud of bitterness and regret. Maybe in my next reincarnation I won't get the metaphorical short-sheeting. *sigh* | |
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