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hi diary

this is my eighteenth week in high school and i'm done.

i fainted twice and threw up during the history class.

i couldn't even hold a pen properly.

 so i'm all done.

scott: are you sure you can walk yourself home?

me: pretty sure, i'm not gonna die down the road

scott: I did not mean that I meant-

me: i know you're caring but i'm fine, i just need to get home before-

scott: before what?

me: before you see me bleeding

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