I hate my life...but I hate being back in school even more. I hate having to sit on those hard frigid chairs and wonder the halls aimlessly and alone. I hate the feeling of eyes picking apart at me. Its nasty, even the weather is gross... hot, humid, and sticky. My skin sticks together like Ive been sweating honey or something. I hate having to
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Sherry
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