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The point of the organ is to play ghostly, disgusting, somber Halloween tunes?

Ah! I'm so tired!

crrrection

3 pretty long ones.. and I'll add where I'm speaking in the ones where I'm eating

nu photos of me and videos of me loading

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YouTube - 1 video finished, 4 more to go, 2 very long ones

More Suggestions?

My dad keeps making suggestions.  He's retarded.  I'm tired.  Thanks, Ellen DeGeneres, your influence on my family is directly elating.

I'm eating pizza: Pizza Hut

STIM - U - LA - TION

I think I'm in on the cover that maybe I don't stimulate myself.

I was thinking my life was more normal and that I was into proper stuff, but I think that makes people mad.

I guess for some reason I've been trained to have thoughts and not experiences.

...

Wait.  What do I keep finding myself trying to not get stimulated in these abstract, obscure ways?

My Hair Color

I do want to have like a strong yet subtle hair color.  What I mean is that I want it to be like sensitive.

I noticed that everyone is fighting over hair color, particularly those who had white hair as a toddler.

I think most babies had blue-toned eyes...  Mine were not bright, at all.  When they were brown, they were reddish and orangish, but then I got glasses and they got green and yellow eventually.  Gray, too.

So, I notice that maybe I'm not in on the action of hair color.  I was born with wood color hair that looked black from far away.

Why do you have to suggest to me that I'm not white?

You'll just find out that it's not right to prevent me from acting white.

Suggestion

What do you think of people who are wide awake open to help you but themselves at the core are raised to be more intense and overly emotional?

Invincible.

So, do you believe if you are pure and perfect and completely innocent that no noise, thought, nor sound can hurt you?  No feeling nor ill will could possibly offend you.

Have you ever been sensitive to if you did "something wrong" but you didn't, technically, just are a bit clumsy or experiencing problems that factor in with your race?  That's when people are able to affect you because they convince you, like hypnotize you, that you are guilty...

Another thought that comes to mind - wait I forget now!

I'm sensitive to noise.

Why do you think you can do just whatever you want?

Don't you realize that certain actions have equal yet opposite reactions?

I mean, true, you found a way to hurt me.  I'm sensitive to noise.

I have another question.

Why is it such a big deal that I keep rehashing my thoughts on getting attention as an experiment but in a bad way.  Before the n word thing with Burton, things were more at my feet.  ':|  I'm very mad.

What's this? What a rush!

My parents set me up when we moved back to Florida but to Orlando.  We're from Southeastern and Northeastern and Southeastern and Northeastern Florida.  I tried to stay away in college, even though they kicked me out of my major.  I got very sick or tired.  I was hesitent.  I thought my life became an experiment.

It turns out, they don't want us to do things the Florida way.

I have to sit here and put up with my dad's inklings or insecurities about how he reacts to how people think of me, a good girl who's not particularly pretty yet still attractive.

halp!

I'm being haunted by a vision of my future daughter ... and son ... and husband or whatever ... because I felt bestowed upon me a sorta tacky, stimulated look of a young girl nerd with like square, polished finger nails.  I guess straight dark, shoulder-length hair.  More thick or brown glasses.  Also, slick down hair, not especially neat.  Skin that's kinda fair but not pretty.  Just a piece of crap.  Stimulated, stupid, intellectual.  Small, not skinny but not fat.  Sorta greasy or something.  The bad thing is, I got the idea I was calling someone a nigger a bit and then that I was bonking my dad on the head.  I had a dream I had to keep fighting him, and I won though it was hard.  He was talking to my grandma on the phone that night.  I got the idea she was being quickly submissive, sorta turning, and said, "Well, okay that's it."  80  First, though, I got the idea she was saying. "So, that's it?"  It's as though that's some thought that stimulates me to pleasure.  My mom thinks I take pleasure in perversion.

Dream

I don't remember my dream, at the moment.  I was making sure I did something right, and like an attempt like with a crowd with a little white boy with medium brown hair happened 3 times, like rooting and cheering but kinda silently.  I don't know why that image came up, in my sleep.  As usual, I was falling asleep and woke up at some point, I think on my sofa, with some thoughts, like a complicated way of falling into a dream.

I did remember a part of my dream, when I was awake.

Sleep Deprivation

My brain was feeling pressure, like I had to keep it from churning.  It made me wide awake.  It was so perverted.  The people in Orlando.  I haven't even been out.

Yes, 1 day makes a difference.

Didn't Sleep Much :|

One of my eyes is popping out, and my arm is falling apart in 2 different places, like I'm some dead character.

I guess I went to bed around 11 A.M.  I was sleeping on my sofa until about 1 P.M.  I went to my bed and took out my earplugs to set the alarm, but the cars woke me up in the end, though very faint.  (Ah!  I feelk my eyes just crossed.  :0  )  It turned my brain on.  I had a sorta good experience when I did fall asleep.  I think I kept getting up and felt like I wasn't sleeping much.  So, I woke up around 4 P.M.  Pressed the snooze button a few times.

I tagged the clothes.

nice coat

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