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"No, I like it at dad's house, better than I like it here!" I shouted, and instantaneously wanted to take it back.
I watched as the words I'd so viciously spat hit her like a train.
I walked away, unsure of what I'd soon cause.
She walked in, and without hesitation, "Pack your bags."

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking, how everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him 
-One of my favorte things Eminem ever wrote. Don't even know why, I just love it<3

Victorious just ruined the Breakfast Club. #nolife

I'm so sick of these mixed signals.

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You're thirteen for god's sake. Calm your hormones. 

People are always going to talk about you, so you might as well give them something to talk about ;

I don't know how much longer I can do this.

And without you, life is as empty as it was before.
                                          Cold, dark, pointless and empty.

It's physically impossible for me to get happy.