| school year: | it's january 21st, a wednesday, 2:37 pm |
| summer: | it's probably july |
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End.
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I am so done with everyone on this site.
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when you sat in a weird position for a long time and you move and then your foot feels like this
most accurate description of anything accurate ever in the history of accuracy
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Gandalf goes longboarding
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