IREALLYREALLY...
I don't even know. Enough about bad shit. I'm out with the bullshit, I'm in with the real shit. Meaning being real with myself and everyone else. I think we all know what that is. But anywho... for all of you reading this, you're tight. For the rest of you, like the people at school FUCKOFF. I just hateee the people in my 4th and 5th period. Sooo much. Anyways. Don't worry about the little things. All that really matters (as Steven would say) "What matters most is how well you walk through the fire." Godamn I'm sick of this shit. I can't till I won't have to write in here to re-assure myself. Anyways. Thanks.
Btw I hope my phone is in the office.
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Btw I hope my phone is in the office.
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