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Jul 2011
My life
Same thing every day,
Never one thing different.
Call friends,
Voicemail.
Movies?
Busy
This just means one thing...
Summers here
Bored....so i wrote this it was ment to be depressing but thats not really the way ot came out :P
Written by
Sara Day
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