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→ Putting your iPod on shuffle:
“Not this one.”
“…or this one.”
“Bingo!”
That awkward moment when you get home from school and you look at yourself in the mirror thinking “did I really look like this all day?”
and you’re just there like:
Essays. Essays. Essays
…or at least I think I am…I may just be hallucinating at this point but I think I’m done my last essay of the week. I’ll just leave formatting, editing, and everything else for the AM…or well since it’s friday night, I guess I’ll leave it for when the sun is shining…or well since it’s January and the weather is as gloomy and depressing as I feel…I’ll just leave it for when I wake up from unconscious escape…
Or, you know whatever.
I’m shy at first
but once you get to know me, im always like
