The Teenage Book
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Last published Wed, May 6, 2015
Teenagers are the most paradoxical creatures. We are to young to do half the things we want,and to old to do the other half. This is just some of our random thoughts.Hopefully you can relate,reminisce,and/or understand.if not than sorry for wasting your time. :)
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