Roses Have Thorns
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Yeah, I know.
My life isn't perfect.
Maybe spending the summer in a different state will make me realize just how twisted my life is. Or maybe I'll find something that proves that my life is really something worth talking about.
Whatever happens, happens for a reason.
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