Weathered by chelsia

You've come to rest at this old dock Your sails are grey and ripped Your paint that once was bright and red Is now all weathered ripped

My name's Emily Baxter, but for some reason Justin calls me Chief. He says I have moxie and that I'm one of the smartest people he knows. Well that smartness sure didn't stop me from wasting a year of my life with a complete prick of a boyfriend. Justin says that everything happens for a reason and it'll all work out in the end. But what does he know? Sometimes I wonder why I take this guy's words to heart. After all, he's convinced that The Benefactor should come back for season two. And please, what is THAT?

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