I Don't Need You {Septiplier}
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For the longest time I've never been able to love...Or...Know whats its like to BE loved...I live alone..I don't need anyone...It doesn't matter,no one notices me at school any way.Then...HE..came along...Theres something off about him....
Hi!My names Mark!!Today I go to my new school!!I cant wait!!Though I had to leave friends behind,I'm happy.I wanted a change!Hope the people are nice!Ok,I went to school and I say a odd looking fellow!He wore all black and had bluish greenish hair!It was weird..He kept staring at me...I think he doesn't trust me...Heh...Thats fine though!!heheh..
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