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Bang Bang

It took me three years to figure out that high school isn't like a John Hughes movie.
This makes graduation a million times easier. 180 more days, give or take. Three months and six days until I'm an honest-to-goodness, all-the-trimmings-but-liquor adult.
It's interesting that you can go to war and die before they let you drink.
Things like this keep me awake at night. I guess I only slept to dream in the first place.
I dream about kissing with too many teeth.
L'endroit isolee est dans les denebres. No accents because there are none on my keyboard. It means the isolated spot is in shadow.
I meant to say something. My train of thought crashed miles back.

By the way, this is fascinating.