I don't know what I'd do without the promise of summer. I'm losing my mind with these long afternoons, starting nothing, finishing nothing. I need a something. At least with summer, I'll have my friends to distract me. For now, I am alone. Everybody needs to stop asking about winter formal. I can't go, end of story. I'm ok with it. And it's
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Fuck the teenage wasteland, I say.
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2. a something, hmm...*ponders/quests for a something on Alexander's behalf*
3. It'll all be over soon. So so soon. It seems forever away though...but it's really not that far...or so they say.
4. I'm grounded, too! *sends sympathy and penguins*
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