I woke up, only to hear my little brother Travis crying. I dug my head back under my pillows to drown out his cries, but it was hopeless. Slowly I lifted my head and looked at the time. “9:48,” I said rubbing my eyes. As a stumbled out of bed to the bathroom I caught I glimpse of myself in the mirror and stopped. Rubbing my eyes again I noticed my
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im blogging that on my gay space. lol.
your amaizng
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ewww not gay space!!!
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