- I wrote two scathing facebook messages. The first, an irate and immature reaction to a long, drawn out issue that really doesn't need to be repeated. The other, specifically for one person. Kaibigan, I, too, hold you in high regard. But there's a reason I keep a tight hold on my temper where it concerns my friends.
- I hope never to resort to declarative sentences to describe how wretchedly I feel. It always sounds insincere.
- A few hours after I posted the message, Jamie texted asking how I was. I don't know why I prefer to vent (semi)publicly instead of soliciting help directly from people who will gladly listen until I have nothing else to say.
- I'm so tired.
"I was going to skip school, altogether." |
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