so, i'm starting to pack up my books, which is sad--because now the bookcase will be staring at me lonley and naked--and i start to think about not leaving, about staying and gritting my teeth for four years. i could do that, i've spent most of my life like that--just making the best out of shitty stituations, or not making the best, maybe just
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