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[kikassontuesday]

You know that feeling when you've done something wrong (lost your columbia fleecey zip up that you love and that was new and your mom got you) and you wait a really long time (a week) to confront the person who you feel most guilty at (my mom) and then once you finally tell them they aren't as dissappointed as you imagined and then you just love them so much? and then you just feel so relieved?

thats how i feel. i love my mom. and i want my jacket back.

i hate lit and everything final about it right now. KILL ME. but i shant go to sleep before i start this stupid paper. bye everyone.