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I am stressing hardcore over finals. >: I did one today and don't have to take two others, but oh my Gosh. I really was not motivated at all this semester, so I feel that my grades will reflect that heavily. I'm nervous.
I also have a research paper to finish, but I keep choosing hanging out and having fun over doing it. I NEED to do it tomorrow or I fail College Writing for sure.
So I got out my Memories book and read some things that made me cry. It would have inspired a poem if I wasn't so exhausted and burnt out from writing, so instead all you get is an emo journal.
"I think the worst feeling is being forgotten by someone you will never forget."
Ma belle. I am writing you a letter. Just in case you couldn't tell.
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Anyway, I love you! :3 You are an awesome friend, and I'm really glad we got the chance to know each other better. I know a lot of crap has happened... but I think things will turn out for the best.
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and we will not abandon each other or anything of the sort! That is because we are awesome...
Anyway, yeah. I love you guys to pieces.
So here's hoping that you have an amazing year! I'll try to write again soon!
Much love
Time heals all wounds, but it sure takes long enough.
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Devious Comments
I will try to be more active. For you. <3
And I can't even look at old letters anymore. I'm probably just going to throw all of the stuff I keep holding onto away. D:
Good luck with finals. x: If I can survive, you totally can!
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Surrender now-- you can't beat Death at his ruthless game.
Yeah. I need to get rid of all the crap I've kept, including old IM logs and such. But that hurts too.
Thank you ma'am. I'll do my best. >:
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Dear Gravity, you held me down in this starless city.
I'm pretty sure the hardest bit for me will be unfriending on facebook.
Because I'll feel like a jerk. Dx
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Surrender now-- you can't beat Death at his ruthless game.
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Dear Gravity, you held me down in this starless city.
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