Dear you,
Whoops, it's 3:53AM.
Whoops, I keep breaking my own rules.
Whoops, just smoked over the weekend.
Whoops, almost told my brother.
Whoops, sleep deprivation causes memory loss.
Whoops, I have a swearing problem.
Whoops, am I a virgin anymore?
Whoops, guess alcohol is next on the list.
Whoops, I'm feeling more and more mentally impaired as the days go on.
Whoops, my grades are awful.
Whoops, I'm becoming an art major.
Whoops, avoiding the doctor's office again.
Whoops, there goes my self control.
Whoops, parties are so weird.
Whoops, I love drinking tea.
Whoops, can't tell Mom or she'll cry.
Whoops, he's so damn cute it makes me want to just kiss him.
Whoops, what do you do with an art degree?
Whoops, I'll probably be a teacher.
Whoops, it's 4:36AM and my class starts at 9:30.
Whoops, broke your heart.
Whoops, I'm tired of apologizing for my behavior.
whoops
whoops
whoops
whoops
Whoops, I'm not sorry.
And I just don't give any fucks anymore, because in the end we're all going to die anyway so why can't I just be happy?
Sincerely yours,
xx
Blue
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