its eleven pm...it's storming like a mother out..it's the night before the first day of high school...and i am lieing in bed...listening to the rain hit the ceiling. I have absolutely nothing better to do..and the fact that im publicizing my thoughts yet again in this journal...is confusing to me..considering i had promised myself i had given this
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add me!
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haha, <3
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