and my brain blanked
any attempts to act
like i had this all
under control
were kinda long gone
i butchered it so hard
i think i even apologized
to the poor un-expecting
judge dude
but i dont really remember
all i do remember is
forgetting most of it
and improvising in the most
not chill way ever
i went into this
thinking that i could
do this so
calm
collected
chill
charismatic
i dont know what
drugs i was on
clearly not enough
because i was still lucid
through this nightmare
i finished and nearly cried
it had gone so much worse
then i would of ever thought
but i had no time for that
i laughed it off
so no one would see
what an absolute failure i was
ha
but now i had to sprint to art history
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Regarding Him
Poetry-I hated him. Now he's my best friend. And I accidentally fell in love with him.- -----Regarding Him is that story, watch my dramatic ass as i cry way too much. Hate me, love me, laugh at me, cry with me, maybe even find yourself in me. Whatever you...
