Why me
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Feb 7, 2015
Fist day of school is not as bad as the fist week.
It when you try to fit in but don't you try to have friends but don't.
But you meet a lot of people but there not your friends. You have one good friend and that's Alexis and I'm Sömmer and here's where it starts.
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