Nearly done school.
Another year come and gone.
Last final on Friday.
Sick of school.
Sick of work.
Sick of everything.
Just want to fall in love and burn out.
Another year come and gone.
Last final on Friday.
Sick of school.
Sick of work.
Sick of everything.
Just want to fall in love and burn out.
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I'm outta E-town.
B.C. was my original choice, but now I'm headed south. w00.
And I don't understand Celsius, but that sounds cooooooold.