been thinking a lot lately about how i'm in over my head at school. too many credits, ancient culture is killing me.
that boy. god i hate him. but i think i love him. he is the only boy that i've ever felt so strongly about.
calling ME a whore? honey, talk about pot calling a kettle black!!!!!! at least i don't need to blow people to get what i want, and i can dress for my body type.
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