please don't call me downstairs
please don't let hell crash harder for me
I'm already guaranteed a call
No need for me, please.
Lets just sing Kimbaya like you act like we do...
I hate grades. I hate how you read them so closely and don't let me breath
You act like I'm on the verge of dropping out
And its true, thanks to your actions.
You're welcome
{pss. Here's a secret}
{I blog when I'm scared in life}
{I blog when I'm scared in life}
{And I'm really scared right now}
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