I went to school. Ecch. I'm so sick of wishing. All I ever do now-a-days is wish. Wish for love, wish for money, wish for a future.It sickens me to the point of vomitting. I seriously threw up in English, but I kept it down. I could feel the acid in my throat. That's how sick of it I am. I can't wait until junior year. I'll almost definitely have a
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