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So, I got a free CD of this band, Death cab for cutie, right? and it's good music. It's too good. It makes me stay up at night and think about the one thing in the world that could make me sad, and that is a particular entity of the female persuasion, who I've met, and talked to before. Kind of. But further to the point, the only reason I get emo-esque is because I think about her. And wanting to just talk with her for real, and do stuff (And while I am 14, and have a very dirty mind indeed, I mean simple s**t, like going to the mall, the movies, ******** walking around town.) But, for most of you that know me, I have about as much balls as my dog (Spayed) when it comes to girls. I gave great advice as far as the Estrogen Alignment is concerned, and as far as picking up the signals, but I have to get my s**t together if I ever have any chance of being content with myself about this girl.

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I would like to make it transparent that it killed me to write that, because I'm looking at it, and it's very Emo ( I hates the emos). That kills me. Now, off to Penny Arcade