So, it's inevitably like 320 in the fucking morning and somehow I can't sleep. I'm exhausted but my brain is fucking wired from thinking about endless possibilities to all of the pointless and random shit that I have to do within the next few weeks
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"You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, over-analyzing a situation trying to put the pieces together justifying what could've, would've happened or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on"- Tupac
Ah, so I guess I could say that the status of my life at current is my picture default. I've been finding myself with my hands on my face, in a somewhat dazed, confused and irritated state of mind
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I HATE EVERYONE ...and by everyone i really mean incompetent fucks that are in college and can't even write a decent research paper. I'm sorry, but a research paper should NEVER contain the words "pretty or obviously"