I'm finished.
I think, this semester, it will be the first time I'm really going to do something for myself. I suppose I have Sara Bareillies, and countless lattés to thank for that.
I'm angry with myself for being a shitty daughter to my mother. It's my fault. It's really, really my fault. Oh my god, it's my fault. Please, God, forgive me
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