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I called Mr. Administrator to ask him to kindly do me a favour, and he verbally attacked me, calling me “stupid.” Discuss.

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Download this song (Sunday mornings) by Maroon 5, if you haven’t already heard it.

Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would bring me back to you
That someday it would bring me back to you

That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on sunday morning
And I never want to leave

Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends

That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on sunday morning
And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you
Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself home to you

And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow…

When will the pain stop gripping my soul
When will my heart finally let go
I scream to the heavens and implore that God hears
The grief and the anguish that comprise my tears
Where is the one that was made just for me
Does he even exist, how could this be
I’ve endured much agony all through my life
All I ask in return is to be a mother and wife
Lord Father above, hear me I pray
Give my peace in my heart, take this pain away

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I try to sleep
To stop from thinking
I can’t get you out of my head
You invade my dreams
Everyday distractions
Just aren’t enough
Everything I see
Reminds me of us
The radio is full
Of songs of love
A continous reminder
That I’m to blame
There’s an internal tremor
Pulsing from my heart
Keeping me constantly
On the verge of tears
The most painful death
Would be sweet relief
Compared to the emptiness
I feel right now

I used to think I was the best,
But then I failed a really easy test.
To this day I don’t know my ABC’s,
Everytime I’m asked to recite them, I freeze.

It’s because of that test that I lost all my self esteem,
I wish my ABC’s would come to me in a dream.
My mother never cooked me alphabet soup,
She just kept me locked up in a chicken coop.

It was because of this abuse why I cant sing along,
When kids much younger than me sing the alphabet song.
If I don’t know my ABC’s, how can I mind my P’s and Q’s,
I think all these letters are just meant to confuse.

To all the parents out there, all I have to say,
Is teach your kids their ABC’s even if they’d prefer to play.
Teach them all 26 letters of the alphabet,
Only then are their basic needs really met.

      • I’M DEPRESSED
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      • I’M DEPRESSED
  • 😦

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