Maybe I could buy special TAPES (KEITH!) that would force me to do my work and not slack off all the time and take my future into my own hands and all that. Or else maybe I should just... do what I want. But I think if I did that I would fail. Blogging is just another distraction, letting me hear the sound of the keys, tricking me into thinking my essay is really coming along.
Dammit.
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sorry.. the picnic was a private affair with my non-amoureux.
I bought a secret love cake. It failed.
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