tell me what do you do when it all falls apart, darlin...
Today was not a happy hump day.
I'm thinking it's the weather.
Or the monotonous abyss of school.
Or both.
But maybe not.
I'm feeling very uneasy about all-state auditions on saturday.
As well as about my poetry test mod four tomorrow.
What's a dactyl?
And how is that dinosaurish-esque device going to ever apply to my life?
Exactly.
I'm thinking it's the weather.
Or the monotonous abyss of school.
Or both.
But maybe not.
I'm feeling very uneasy about all-state auditions on saturday.
As well as about my poetry test mod four tomorrow.
What's a dactyl?
And how is that dinosaurish-esque device going to ever apply to my life?
Exactly.
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