a mixture of boredom and happiness.
i love Chloe. she's nice.
i hope she loves me as well soon.
i've gotta get out of here.
times passin by way too slow.
is it ten yet?
don't you need somebody to love? don't you want somebody to love?
cause your friends, they treat you like a guest.
that is the definition of deathmetal.
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