The Rantings of a High School Lover

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Love and school and work and love.
Ever feel like your life as a teenager is just too much?
You love, and you work and you love, but in reality in will never be enough.
Love hurts
And work hurts more.
After a while you become a robotic, emotionless, and cranky, bore.
You stress and you stress and you stress and you stop.
Until you can't take it and your noggin' goes POP!
But in the end
It doesn't really matter
Because you have to wake up in the morning and do it all over again!

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