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I feel as if so many people have forgotten about me already. I wonder if anyone notices that I still haven't been online. Ha. Strange.
Or perhaps it is my own perception of others...they havent forgotten me, I am telling myself that they have. Or merely the fact that because I cant see their constant criticism or commentary, they dont exist. Almost the mindset of a 2 year old playing peek-a-boo, if I cant see you, you cant see me.
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