i swear to god, i get some sort of twisted pleasure out of keyboard smashing papers out my ass in the wee hours, lololol. MY LAST ALMOST ALL-NIGHTER OF THE YEAR, how i should feel ashamed instead of giggly, and yet i don’t. but after this, exams. thank god for you, exams. you’re not papers and i don’t have to sit staring at a blank word document
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