Shoot myself in the face, my feet are so fucking cold. Fuckin' critics' sheet (#2). I'm going to self-destruct of nerves and self-doubt before Wednesday. I voted for the first time today. I don't want to do my homework. I don't want to go to class anymore. I meant to type tomorrow, but I wrote "anymore," whoops, Freudian slip. I will get
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