P.S. I dont love you
I slammed my car door with a sigh. sophomore year......yay. Please note my sarcasm in the word yay.
I trudged up the sidewalk up to the main school "hangout" which is the fountain. The stupid fucking fountain. Nothing could be more cliche, nothing.
"Is she the mentally challenged......"
"I heard she doesn't know how to talk...." ... more > (8 pages)
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