are you fuckin' kidding me? how is it possible that i wrote something at 2:58am tomorrow? it's like saying, "i told you that in the future." facebook must be like, out of this world or something to come up with time traveling messages. i know i should be studying now, instead of feeling all John Titor-ish. i have 15 chapters to go, one last paper, and i'll taste freedom (from books, pens and paper).
ONE LAST PAPER! :D
I Used To Feel Alive
9 years ago
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