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DOMO!!!!!!
I’m always writing something poetic about how much I love Adrian. I never actually just type something off the top of my head and say, “Hey, guess what, I love Adrian!!!!!!!” So that’s what I’m doing now. There’s no guarantee that anyone will read this but I just thought I should say this because my mind has been so blocked from writing anything similar to poetic lately. Normally I would go into a rant about the reason for my loving him, but today I don’t think I should. Mostly, I don’t think any of you honestly care whether I love him or not because not many of you know him. I could, however, rant about a book I recently read that questioned something’(s) existence. It may also help me with my stupid homework. There’s another thing I could rant about. I only have real homework from one of my teachers. She’s an English teacher that can hardly even sound out two vowels in a day. I despise her. Though I don’t consider myself a good teacher at all, I believe I could do a better job at teaching that class than she. Now I’m lost as to what I should talk about with all the spare time and un-wasted space on my Word document. I feel like poking someone. I poke my mom’s forehead a lot. It just results in her getting annoyed. I met Adrian’s friend today. I suppose she’s alright. I still don’t know all that much about her so I can’t make much of a judgment. I think I’m finished with this pointless non-stop writing or whatever you want to call it. Besides, the sound of the keys pounding is beginning to get very, very annoying.
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Who so loves
Believes the impossible.
Give me literature worth the while, and I'll give you love.