i think god had a curse on me the day i was born. i really think he did. he hates me. he never wants me to be happy. i just cover my sadness up to protray the happest person i can try to be. but it has to stop somewhere. i can't stop and worry about other peoples problems anymore. let me deal with mine
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feel better. summers here. relax. smoke some doobs.
have fun.
we only have one more year, and then we can leave this shit hole.
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