I feel really emo and silly saying this, but I think I'm beyond crying right now.
I just want to be held and kissed and told that maybe everything will be okay. Or that even if it won't be okay, I will be okay.
But instead, I get to spend all day tomorrow in the library, researching and frantically paper-writing. Hur-fucking-rah.
I just want to be held and kissed and told that maybe everything will be okay. Or that even if it won't be okay, I will be okay.
But instead, I get to spend all day tomorrow in the library, researching and frantically paper-writing. Hur-fucking-rah.
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And besides, isn't self-torture what being a student is all about?