Everything is neutral. There is no color, no smiles, no real friends nor family. There is just people with who you talk once in a while, people with who you live. There are two different schools one for males and one for females. Like always, there has to be an outcast. I am the outcast. I know there is more.
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Roses are red violets are blue the world is greener my writing is weirder but advice is really nice but when it comes from me all we really are a friends that we have never met