I feel like I'm going to vomit. I seriously do.
On a lighter note; five days left of class. Five days remaining of my sentence.
I feel like a squid in a sea of rainbow coral. What the fuck do I do? And what am I? I'll rebound by squirting ink out my ass. "I am what I am today".
This summer will be a time of shredding my security blanket. (But not
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