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ok, for a minute there i forgot that everything eventually comes back to good. im fucking sad at the moment, for no particularily good reason, just that im bleeding in that special kind of way. but im fine, really. lit thing was today, and it wasnt too bad. everything will be fine. some projects to do, some exams to do, then i start semester 2! that rhymed. semester 2: spare, writers craft, comm tech, world history. a damn good way to end grade 12, don't you think?:)
and i honestly don't know what i'd do without him. but i have him, so that doesnt matter.
art is therapy.
and i honestly don't know what i'd do without him. but i have him, so that doesnt matter.
art is therapy.