I turned 18, but it doesn't feel like it. I haven't been allowed to go anywhere or do anything here at my mother's since. If I had a car, I would just leave, but I have no way of transportation.
I need fresh air. I mean fresh air. I want to go to the mountains and wake up at five in the morning to watch the sun rise again. I want to hear someone playing bagpipes with the echo in the trees.






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Not for sale or rent.
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Thursdays are the best kind of days.
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Not for sale or rent.
I'm just known as "the minor that smokes two packs a day"
... yeah.
And i do punch him in the arm a few times, but that's as far as it goes.
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Thursdays are the best kind of days.
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Thursdays are the best kind of days.
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Thursdays are the best kind of days.
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Because i can
I like it a lot.
it's... different.
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Thursdays are the best kind of days.
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