Another day gone by, just like always. It doesn't ever change, does it? The children, the situations, the god damned whole of it! It's never different. Always the fucking same.
When I turn 18...by the gods when I turn 18 I'm out of here.
...And into a dorm. How pleasantI'm burning my room to ashes before I leave. It's been decided. The
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