omfg.

hurts like a bitch.
jus finished the 2 essays. hello, can you say gut-wrenchin torture?

i remember how you used to hold my hand, jus to stop me from crackin my knuckles. "your man's gonna leave you at the altar cause your finger's gonna be too fat." haha. my jaws can't stop crackin now. hurts like a bitch and it's annoyin. where are you.

stop askin me why. it'll only make me glare harder, with no forthcoming answer.

i got DEEB. sounds like dweeb. you're such a dweeb, jas.
haha.

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