
i haven't writen much bout her but theres realy much to say its the nearest i got to a pretty girl in my life well second time but she was more like a friend and someone who i enjoy smoking pot whit even if we almost never did i can't realy care less about her i sometimes i dream about her and ask if i could had been more of an idiot whit her i mean i wasn't the idiot i just was forced to be been whit her you know i now realy know this town is like a hole full of shit where ppl like to think war is the best thing that could hapend to them but it never does u just go around wounded areas where i try to avoid pretty girls that r or realy in bad shape or to old for getting to know them see did it again![]()
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