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7-9-24

August is approaching, and it's an absolute mind fuck.

I take people and experiences and preserve them in my mind, which makes what has passed seem not so long ago.

And I'm selective with what I do this to. My English class feels like last week, but my speech class feels like a year ago.

This hurts me. It makes me think I don't need to talk to people and upkeep my relationships. It makes me unproductive.

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