3:30 something in the morning. It's Saturday. And I wonder what's going on today? Maybe something, maybe nothing. Anything.
Almost 4 am now. I am up talking to my beautifully gorgeous galI wish i had a boy. Or the boy i had a crush on had a crush on me. But no. Things don't fucking work like that here. Maybe in another life, where I would be really
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