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it needs to be june. that way, i can officially gtfo no matter what happens before then. everything will once and for all be permanent.
oh, holidays are made to be chock full. last year for me was that way, especially the band prism concert. half the reason for my awkwardness with the damn boy. ugh.
i have no reason to be up late and i know i'll get up too late tomorrow, but what the hell. i know if i went to bed now i'd be up for an hour lying there.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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