Highschool and teen angst, you can have one without the other. Seriously. Why does everything [and I mean [i]EVERYTHING[/i]] stir up the urge to heave a little sob or hate the world? I have much better things to do then wallow in self pity and light candles. Like, oh say, finish a freaking book? Or hanging out with people that actually WANT to be
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