The young girl’s It’s been a long time since I’ve reported anything on my scintillatingly dysfunctional existence. Is that an oxymoronic statement? I don’t know where I’ve left off. I never read my own postings unless someone refers back to them in a reply which doesn’t happen often. Well enough with the preamble and on to a day in the life of “I
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My first time was no-where near as poetic.
I'm pretty sure I was just another girl to him.
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Doubt I'm gonna be fit to do any writing tomorrow. Its my graduation, yay.
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