Monday, November 9

There’s no real love in you.

I'M SO DAMN FECKIN' FRUSTRATED THAT I'M CURSING F WORDS NOW. TODAY'S LIKE THE WORST DAY I'VE EVER HAD IN THE LIBRARY. I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. WITH TWO HOURS OF SLEEP AND A BALLSAKI WHO WOULDN'T LEMME FREAKING USE THE FREAKING LAPTOP FOR FREAKING FIVE MINUTES, I WANNA STAB SOMEONE LIKE HAPPY TREE FRIENDS DO. ON BAD DAYS LIKE THIS, I WOULD SLEEP THROUGH THE ENTIRE DAY BUT I CAN'T CAUSE MY MOM'S ON LEAVE AND I'VE GOT ADD MATHS TUITION TONIGHT. UGHHH, LEAVE ME ALONE! GONNA LOCK MYSELF IN THE ROOM WITH ONLY 16 CENTS CRED LEFT.

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