Ugh.I want to run away. I want to move to somewhere else. To where, isn't important. I'll be happy in the city, or in the country, in a huge mansion, or in a cramped apartment with roommates, on the rich side, or on the poor side, whatever. As long as it isn't here. I know it's terrible, but *ALL* I can concentrate on these days is getting away
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