I miss blue skies. I miss sunshine. It is nothing but overcast. This is not a sky, but a bleak, grey, suffocating, ceiling. It isn't even snowy and white. It is miserable and muddy. I miss the summer. And I miss the green grass. I miss all of my friends that are in other states for the holidays. But most of all, I miss feeling like myself. I do not
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don't worry, i'm going to come over and we can act like ourselves all we want, hairy coverd in chocolate giveing hugs all the time to the point that mrs. stien thinks that we're lesbians people. ♥
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