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everyone seems really sad.
but as it is coming into my favorite season and the weather almost bleeds of yellow shirts, i walk away from my classes thinking "am i happy?" and i can not deny it.
dear people, please be happy. and then give me money, because that's the only thing dragging me down at the moment. i'm trying to write a resume so i can get a fun job. i wont tell you what it is because you all will try and steal it. or ask me if you can steal things. you can't.
my chin is peeling but i don't think any of my friends here care. i like them. and the boy.
all of you should be happy. there's no reason not to be even when shit is sucky.
wear a yellow shirt. or something like it.
think freshman year.
but as it is coming into my favorite season and the weather almost bleeds of yellow shirts, i walk away from my classes thinking "am i happy?" and i can not deny it.
dear people, please be happy. and then give me money, because that's the only thing dragging me down at the moment. i'm trying to write a resume so i can get a fun job. i wont tell you what it is because you all will try and steal it. or ask me if you can steal things. you can't.
my chin is peeling but i don't think any of my friends here care. i like them. and the boy.
all of you should be happy. there's no reason not to be even when shit is sucky.
wear a yellow shirt. or something like it.
think freshman year.