It's funny how one of the best days of your life can quickly turn into the worst.
The best days of my life are either March 23rd, or March 2nd.
The worst, by far, was July 14th and 15th [I count them as one]. Today, though, comes a close second.
I haven't cried in months. Last time I cried, it was during the beginning of July in class one day in Science.
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My Secrets & Randomness III
RandomMY LIFE AGAIN! THIRD BOOK, GUYS, THANKS FOR STICKING WITH ME EVEN THOUGH I'M A HUGE BITCH! WHOOP WHOOP!
