 NeeNee Omniscient Omnipotent Pie Maker
"I'm also 15. Thanks, you're so kind." Faye forced a smile. "Let me put it this way: I don't need your nasty criticisms. I have my own nasty critisms. The ones you come up with, you seem to turn on everyone else, mine are reserved strictly for me. So I'm pacing in a corridor telling myself off for being shy, for not being like everyone else, for leaving home, for not being able to handle it, for having a temper, for existing, and then you come along and start critisicing me too and that's just a little more criticism than I can take. Largely this was a case of wrong place, wrong time. And I guess I'm sorry I gave you trouble, but you're not exactly the type that handles with care, if you know what I mean. Not that it's your job but. And I'm rambling and I'll stop now, and yes I'm probably insane, it's probably because of the whole art thing there are studies that show connections between creativity and insanity, and wow I'm still talking - sorry."
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