june 15

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my second day of summer didnt feel any different than

a saturday would have.

i still tried to go to bed and wake up early,

i still sat and wrote in this stupid journal and

i still ate fruit snacks for breakfast.

perhaps the only difference is that

my dad is home today.

but later on, the locker girl has made plans.

somehow she knows wizzer.

she told me to meet them at the park later. she

said something about fishing. i can't fish

but who cares. she's smokin'.

i think i can figure it out

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