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			<title>fred</title>
			<description>i was 14 when i met youi am now 16and people may suggesti am too young to feel this waybut you cannot put an age on loveas it has been said many times beforei hated you when i met youyou were so rudeso arrogantand naturallyi had to have youso i brushed off other&amp;rsquo;s warningsyou were a bad ideaan..</description>
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			<title>NYE '15: A Derogatory Memoir</title>
			<description>Niki Freeland was my best friend. We did a lot of adderall together, and sometimes we drank. Her motto was &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m going to use him for everything he&amp;rsquo;s worth.&amp;rdquo; We met at Santa Barbara High School. There were a lot of rich boys with BMWs whose parents went out of town a lot who w..</description>
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