burn
Pretty convinced I screwed this one up. Surprise.
I hate how this kind of thing can carry you so high… and just crash.
What’s your deal?
It doesn’t help that I’m walking around campus like a bag of illness/disease/sniffles/phlegm/cough.
Attractive. I love it when my friends tell me, “You look really… tired today.”
Thanks, I know I look like shit. These midterms are almost over (two more tomorrow, one in two hours) - life’s good.
And then Mexico, yeeeeeeeeah baby.
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