Patrick

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I got back from the party pete was throwing and I walked into my room I looked at my self in the mirror I looked tired and I was "arr" I said pulling of my top and undoing my trousers and got into bed but no matter what I couldn't sleep my body wanted to sleep but my brain wanted to just do stuff.

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