On weekend that changed everything.
Erase, erase, those memories with you are far gone and I’m glad for that.
I’ve left this town and don’t expect me back.
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It’s 1:41 on Saturday morning. Not a very good time to be awake, but the night has been yet again bursting with emotional trauma and I really doubt I’ll be getting any more than four hours of sleep tonight.
Still, there’s no harm in trying. (No point in it either, to be fair.)
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I’ll find it. I’ll find it someday. It could even be right here, right now, talking to me on MSN, telling me to get to bed before because I have school in the morning. Damn. I have school in the morning. Oh, sigh.
I’ll best be off. Till the next episode then fellas.
Good morning world, have a great weekend.