a letter i'll never read...
the smell of summer lingers in my room, pouring through the open window and i am convinced that it is time to let go of the worries and stress of school... it's so hard to deny myself the pleasure of breathing, but how else can i make it through the next few weeks? it seems unfair that i have to face such long periods of unhappiness to reach an
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