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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Thursday, June 28, 2007
jerine♥, 6:03 PM

oh my god. i'm panicking. hyperventilating. somebody pass me that brown paper bag!

i'm panicking. i'm panicking.
OHHHH MYYYY GODDDDDDDD..........

i just heard that i might have to retake the papers!
ohmygodohmygodohmygod.

this is NOT good. not good at all.

i'm going crazy.

i feel like withdrawing from school.
i'm developing a phobia for it.
ugh what the fuck. somebody shoot me.
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