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The weirdo crazy lady spoke to me again tonight, she has weird hands, they make me stair at them constantly, its like im a child looking at a a man covered in tattoos and pericings, i just carnt stop stairing. the usual thing ran threw my mind of what to expect, you dont no wether its a set up from mr beedle himself, you dont no what to really make it of it everytime you go to these places. i dont exspect anything to come of it at all when ever i go, but he came back threw tonight, its like he is a common conecter and ive been told it from a few people, belive what you want to belive you always get told and i would tell anyone the same, you know when someone is genuine though, you no by the information that you recive.
he was there for about 10 minutes, its much longer than last time and it shocked me how much he new, he was around for when i was in hospital and i new he was!, he knows more than i no myself and has now told me something that i really sorta needed to no before i do anything else.
but i dont want to publicis everything on it.