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| Current music: | .Dead Poetic :: Arlington Eyes. |
Killed the American Dream...
Well, I'm glad THATS over. I don't like school. It drains you, man. It really does.
He said he wanted to drive me home on Monday. One problem... He isn't him. Have you caught on to the whole italics thing? I mean... Seriously. Unless its him, its not even of importance to me. I guess its cool. Yeah, because how many girls would kill to trade spots with me at that time? A hundred? Yeah. Definately. A thousand? Maybe. Hes still not him.
He thinks that I have a boyfriend. Thats awful.
Can I talk you out of an early grave? I swear, it'll be successful.
Adrienne Alyssa
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