when i walk outside of my apartment, it feels like im getting dementored because the air in my lungs freezes before it has a chance to escape. logan is sucking my soul out. slowly, and icily with its winter-kiss-of-death.
and, finals are kicking my butt.
and, stretchpants under jeans makes the world of difference.
and i hate it when people sit next to me in the library and violate my bubble. hate hate hate. I will send them gamma rays of hate via my eyeballs.
that is all.
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