I wish I could tell you that U really scored a 1590 on the SAT. This is because I--yawn--fell asleep in the middle of it, and almost didn't finish. Otherwise, it would have been a 1600. And now, the government is after me.
Me--genius. The government knows it. They want my brain. They need it. China is catching up.
Soon. Soon. They'll be the leading world power. WAthc.
But. I didn't.
I can't even use Excel. I failed CAlc four times. And not even on purpose.
I remember one of the Randy's mocking me over the phone. It was an angry mock. lIke why can't you figure it out? AFter all this time!
I did. IN the beginning. And then, we got more creative. And then we went back to it. And then we got more creative. YOu are purposefully making it more and more difficult every day because you are sadistic. Either that, or you just like see if I'll buy into it. d
The real tragedy isn't the puzzle. The real tragedy is the puzzle isn't about you.
U
YOu want to make it about one other person, fine. Do so. But he should want to make it about you. Back. And he just likes fucking you around. ON purpose. Why? You need a set of STanford and UCLA and John HOpkins psychologists for that shit.
I didn't score a 1590. My ASFAB probably wasn't even that impressive. My aCT was better. 28. No one really wants me. Some guy(s) are just over there fucking up my life. What little bit of it I have left.
I can't risk going to prison to steal some money out of Bank of America just to secretly risk more prison to brag ot someone about it. "Hey...you know. What I did? I stole fucking $50. Just to tell you about it. And see if you can figure out who I am. Catch me. Fuck the systme dude." d. You're like, what the fuck? "Oh, and give food to the homeless."
"I love you too Lacey," I promise. I said so. ONce. IN an scret fucking typo. REmember? You don't rmember. But it was there. LIke last week. I won't say it in person. But it's there. That dude Rod said it. Even though you're convinced he's a girl. He could be a girl. YOu don't know!
"Give food to the homeless, and shut up."
nO.
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