blahblahblah. They always do get worse, though. Always. I may be leaving Eastern next semester. I'm just having too hard of a time dealing with this all. I fucked up by being bipolar and scared of my teacher; now he doesn't want to accept any of my work from the whole semester. I want to die. No, really. I have no will to live. I was
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*big hugs*
--T9F
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Yours,
Cb
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