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it's christmas, time for my break, the end of the first semester, and i'm heading home.
except that, the one girl i'd die to go home and see, i could really care less about. and the truth is, i think she's the most miserable girl in my life.
and so i sometimes ask myself why i even go home to visit at all.
oh well, whatever, amen.
except that, the one girl i'd die to go home and see, i could really care less about. and the truth is, i think she's the most miserable girl in my life.
and so i sometimes ask myself why i even go home to visit at all.
oh well, whatever, amen.