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God, I think I might just die. Or not die, just want to die.
I fail.
Blerp.
I'm going to have to redo my year and I'm just sick of trying already. I haven't done shit for the past two weeks so it's entirely my fault and I realise that. I just can't stop feeling sorry for myself.
Because I did try hard. And it didn't make a single fucking difference.
I might die.
God.
I fail.
Blerp.
I'm going to have to redo my year and I'm just sick of trying already. I haven't done shit for the past two weeks so it's entirely my fault and I realise that. I just can't stop feeling sorry for myself.
Because I did try hard. And it didn't make a single fucking difference.
I might die.
God.