It's almost over
I'm downstairs in my grandmother's house in Massachusets.
I can feel my break slowly fading away.
I'll soon be in Paris, which I won't be able to enjoy, it's too close to having to go back to school.
I don't want to go back, I want to stay here and go to a community college and join my friend's band.
Ah well, one semester isn't that long, eh?
Anyway, it won't be long now 'til we are all back together.
But will that stop me from posting on this group chat that we are trying to pass off as a blog?
Hell no.
I can feel my break slowly fading away.
I'll soon be in Paris, which I won't be able to enjoy, it's too close to having to go back to school.
I don't want to go back, I want to stay here and go to a community college and join my friend's band.
Ah well, one semester isn't that long, eh?
Anyway, it won't be long now 'til we are all back together.
But will that stop me from posting on this group chat that we are trying to pass off as a blog?
Hell no.
1 Comments:
It is a blog, foolish one! IT IS!!!Enough of that.
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