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This Letter Is Written On The Skin Of One Of The Water Sprites Who Drowned Your Parents.' 'ick!' I Cried, And Dropped The Letter On The Kitchen Table.

It's Hard Not To Respond When A Master Of The Art Of Kissing Is Laying One On You.

Softie Was Not A Word You Could Use In The Same Sentence As Eric.

Do You Sometimes Wish You Could Fast-forward A Week? You Know Something Bad's Coming Up, And You Know You'll Get Through It, But The Prospect Just Makes You Feel Sick. I Worried For About Thirty Minutes, And Though I Knew There Was No Point In Doing So, I Could Feel My Anxiety Twisting Me Up In A Knot. 'bullshit,' I Told Myself Stoutly. 'this Is Utter Bullshit.

My First Word For The New Year Was 'exsanguinate.' This Was Probably Not A Good Omen.