The fact that I'm already having nightmares, already visualizing the result and corruption that is tomorrow's judgement, the fact that I want to speak aloud in front of everyone how fucked up this is and how I wish we were marked more fairly on a rubric than on coins, and many many many other factors that seem to fuck me over every single fucking week causing me to have a drink, a ciggie and just implode inside...
I hate this. Sosososososososo much. I think I'm slowly into the fuck this...i get 70..I get a fucking 70. The 90s and 80s days are long, long gone.
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