my head is pretty much going to explode right now. finals week is kind of like falling into the bermuda triangle. my hottie lit professor liked my proposal for my term paper, so thats good but the real problem lies in the fact that since he likes the idea he will probably expect some level of greatness, which is something i am completely unable to
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I want to dance and be a bitch and have a sister.
instead i have herpes and three jobs.
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