I will not grow attached.
I won't. It's simple.
Tomorrow is the last paper, yall :) I can't wait to run away from EVERYTHING. Get out of the country. Put some damn kilometres between myself and the madness. Speaking of which, I haven't packed. I'll just throw something together on Tuesday morning I guess.
Have I mentioned Prom? I never imagined myself saying this, but I'm unprepared for prom. Almost sounds comical. But tis the truth, we've only jammed once and I have no dress yet. Oh well. It shall all have to wait til I get back. Ahh I can smell the ocean and the beach already.
Tomorrow is the last paper, yall :) I can't wait to run away from EVERYTHING. Get out of the country. Put some damn kilometres between myself and the madness. Speaking of which, I haven't packed. I'll just throw something together on Tuesday morning I guess.
Have I mentioned Prom? I never imagined myself saying this, but I'm unprepared for prom. Almost sounds comical. But tis the truth, we've only jammed once and I have no dress yet. Oh well. It shall all have to wait til I get back. Ahh I can smell the ocean and the beach already.
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