I just got done writing the essay of my life...in order to graduate, I needed AT LEAST an A- on the final exam in my AP English class, because I've fucked up so badly. The final had two parts, a part with terms and we had to define them and such, and a part with an essay. I took the first part on Monday, and nailed a B on it, which says I'm still
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god damnit...i wish i could get my mom to elt you live here, but ive tried that before...she never does ><
love, this weekend, im going to see you if i have to walk, no matter what, im going to see you. dont worry about it, we'll work something out, and i cant wait to see you. i hope this afternoon cheered you up a bit...i just wish i was there last night...to both defend you, and to comfort you afterwards. T.T it kills me to think or especially know about you getting hurt.. i love you, i want us to be far away from all the pain and hurt, just us, with our family, happy, finally.
my true love, my anamchara, my little irish love, my Rhiannonae, my Sari.
i love you.
Ross (Roane)
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