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[yeathatwasawful]

i can't tell what kind of upset i am.

angry

nauseous

i really don't want to do any more fucking homework, not that i've really done any yet.

i wish it were summer.

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[yeathatwasawful]

there it is, someone who gets it.

i need to teleport myself to the dimension of perpetual summer. even if it means risking running into my perpetual summer dimension self and having both dimensions collapse in on each other.

maybe i'd have time to smoke a blunt with me first.

[oh_pioneers]

i can think of a few instances where i had this exact sequence of thoughts.
exact.

[yeathatwasawful]

haha, its the worst isn't it?

let me know when you have recordings because i wan't to listen to you all the time.

[oh__anna]

i wish it were summer too.
and honestly adam,
you are entitled to feel however you do.
but eventually you're going to have to
let go of this, to be okay.

[yeathatwasawful]

i don't have to do shit, and anyways that would imply compromising myself just to feel less awkward in certain situations, which i think ive already done once. if shit turns out chill then cool, if not, then cool.

[oh__anna]

okay. i'm not saying you shouold compromise yourself or avoid awkwardness. i honestly want what's best for you considering the circumstances. but i'd rather have shit be chill.