So I'm either losing my memory, or having too many nights where I do strange things. Everytime I just happen to glance at my knees/hands, I've got a million bruises/papercuts. Hmmm...maybe I'll just turning into my grandmother and everything from a raindrop to walking next to a table wounds me. Time will tell, I suppose
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The best part is I'm never alone in my estimations. there's this one guy in my class (honestly, pretty cute dude) whose head practically spins around with frustration every time this other guy talks. it's insane.
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Dendryte-killing-tastic!
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