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To fight is not right. I don't like to go out at night. I am too heavy & fat. I don't want to be like that. I want to feel attractive & be sexually active. I want to be someone to marry. Before I die & get buried. In the day I play with my cat, I don't feel the need to chat. Remember the time when you moved away? Together I wanted us to stay. 18 years later finally came that day. It was in June the month after May. You were working at Campland by the Bay. Now. You got a job at Denny's. That is good because I know there is not many. Earning money is good. Something everybody has to do & should. I would get a job if only I could. It is ghetto in my neighborhood. Author Notes About Jeramy Stanfield my '"friend" © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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