Old fic that I need to get off.

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(I'm surprised that nobody still knows  that my icon is Bruce Springsteen making out with his black saxophone player, Clarence. He did that a lot to him.)

School is in two days and it's scary. I hate school (unless it was wasn't so early in the morning). I do not find it fun to be with people who like to interrupt the teacher. It's not fun. My

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[/breathes deeply and decides whether or now she might blow up from the sheer greatness]

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Oh, thank you for reading!