Sometimes I just sit in bed awake. I can't fall asleep. I just sit and think. I don't really think about anything. But i just am so baffled by nothing. I try to think about htings i need to do. But those just get washed away with whatever drink i have. I think about love, about the mess in my room. I think i need to start writing music
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Imagine having a senior week house with the address 302. It was so perfect.
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