that’s all i’m good for lately: sighing
i contribute to nothing
ennui, ennui, ennui
i don’t know why i keep getting my hopes up. skhfsdhfgskdhfg
so, so, so, so sad.
i have so much to say, but you don’t care. you’re over it
just.. i just hope you’re happy that’s all. then maybe all this heartache would have meant something.
i just don’t get why we’re doing this. i really don’t
i need to say what’s on my mind or i’m going to explode. but i refuse to say anything first because you’re over the topic and you don’t have anything you want to say to me so yeah
okay game plan:
- finish apush study guides
- happy time
i miss you.
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