third period was skipping out on biogenetics again. somewhere between everhard and whipple i was lost in a bizzare love triangle and true faith thanks to the fine release of the nicotine high i recieved and new order. my pedals felt like sling shots and made my car dart in and out of the center of cars. i was so tired--my eyelids stopped
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ps;; you write beautifully.
pps;; this is jackie, and you should add me.
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