i can't sleep.
my eyes hurt. i'm exhausted. i'm broken. woe is me, goth goth.
i should be sleeping, or studying at the very least. i can count the number of times i've been this broken on one hand. why is this affecting me so much?
my brain is the size of a walnut, and my attention span, smaller.
i should be sleeping, or studying at the very least. i can count the number of times i've been this broken on one hand. why is this affecting me so much?
my brain is the size of a walnut, and my attention span, smaller.
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(there's a sword hidden in that hug. Its for you to hit things with. Use it wisely. Well, use it anyway.)