Here in this diary,
I write you visions of my summer.
It was the best I ever had.
There were choruses and sing-alongs,
and not a spoken feeling.
I'm knowing that right now is all that matters.
All the nights we stayed up talking
and listening to 80's songs;
quoting lines from all those movies that we love.
It still brings a smile to my face.Just
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looks like you had something to get off your mind....
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how can one get tired of ut 2004?
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way to be an idiot
-Wes
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go away
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