Picking Up What Was Thrown Away (for Thomas_III)
Kari stretched as she walked out of school. The 13-year old had her brown hair in a ponytail and her schoolbag over her shoulder. She looked around for her dad's car, grinning some. Kari had been well-behaved recently and to top it off, no homework.
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Close my eyes and cross my fingers I don't wake up
'Cause I don't really wanna die, but really don't give a fuck
Another bullshit line, I ask if I'm alright
I say that something's gotta give before I give the fuck up
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