less than 3 weeks-
this is a surreal moment because the death of summer has happened nd im having a hard time attending the funeral.why do we have to go back to school? its a bittersweet moment for me-
im happy im going to a new school with no uniforms but
i mean really who wants to go back??
this morning when i woke up it had really hit me. like a brick ova top of my head if i was fightin at tha railroad tracks so i called my bestest M--nd when i told her she said "man i dont even wanna talk about it" man neither M. but the scary part is..1 part of me deeeeeeeppp waaaaaaayyy sooooooo far down..mite be a teensy bit ready..nd thats what scares me the most.
"do the helen keller nd talk wit ya hips"
XOXO
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