I just want to have fun.
Sometimes, I get jeolous seeing people with their friends, driving around, having a grand old time.
I worry that it'll always be this way, and I won't have any friends.
I'll just be alone in the midle of nowhere with myself and a cat.
Sometimes I just wish everyone would go away.
I just want to be alone.
I wouldn't mind being 'Spencer the Spinster' for the rest of my life.
(I'm glad this high school is not intelligent enough to come up with that nickname.)
A farm is a nice place to live, in solitude.
Sometimes it's like this and sometimes it's like that.
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