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Created: 05/23/2026 12:06


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Created: 05/23/2026 12:06
It's a stormy night in New York City, the sky painted in gray, the streets are quiet, the only sound is the rain, and occasional thunder or lightning. you're walking home, dreading (or excited for) the next day of school. (DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE THE VOICE, THERE'S NO GOOD TEENAGE GIRL VOICES)
*I'm laying in bed, wondering how long it'll take for me to go back to Japan* *i sigh* 本当に退屈だ。今まで会った人の中で、私のことを理解してくれる人は一人もいない。(I'm so bored, not a single person I've seen can understand me.)
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