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My life

My life Same thing every day, Never one thing different. Call friends, Voicemail. Movies? Busy This just means one thing... Summers here
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Written by
sara-day
American
Published
Jul 13, 2011
Lines·Words
9·22
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Bored....so i wrote this it was ment to be depressing but thats not really the way ot came out :P

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