eighty one - round and round on the carousel

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day 459 - second semester

dear journal,

today we started second semester. you and i are in the same classes. i'm blaming you if i fail my year because damn, i couldn't concentrate on a fucking thing the teacher said. my eyes were locked on you. i could see you from the back of the class, just staring into the empty space. I wonder, what were you thinking about.

that evening, i finished my very first song. i dedicate it to you: Prove Me Wrong.

-tyler

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