It's a bad time. I'm cold and complacent. I'm okay with failing out of school and I'm cool with almost getting shot tonight by a bunch of fucks who don't deserve to live. Long story short, I'm supposed to write a paper right now for my reading poetry class. Thing is, I'm not going to. No sir. Not a thing can possibly motivate me right now to
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