I don't like knowing that i'm going to fail. I don't like getting yelled at in the hallway for kissing. Douche. I don't like not having a car. I don't like how my mom is never home, and still has the gall to tell me what to do. I don't like music or skating or anything like that. I like
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Peace,
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