I thought that I would be happy finally leaving this place Triton High, you've been my home for four years wouldn't I be sick by now? same people since grade school same faces, same everything you'd think that I'd want to get away and I do but why am I starting to fear graduation day and starting to realise everyone I'd leave behind?Birth sign: Scorpio
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