Lately, my heads been up in the clouds and my thinking on dreams. I live in an overly rich town that could donate a couple thousand dollars to charity and still survive above the average american. There are probably special laws that apply to this town stating that nothing realitively fun can be allowed. The hallways of my school are crowded with new hundred dollar boots everyweek and basically nothing thats under 50 dollars is allowed. Sometimes I'm the one with the new expensive clothes and the big blabber mouth. And sometimes I'm the artist that everyone can trust. what can i say? im bipolar.
YO! whAtS uP?
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