^I did that once. Then got so sick of myself that I dumped him the day before the dance and it all spiraled from there.......it didnt end well.
My day was simple. Had school. Got a 73% on my British Lit midterm. I'm proud of it actually.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told.
Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow.
Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle.
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