holy shit,
i'm gonna cry,
i can't remember,
what i studied last night.
I'm totally fucked,
i'm gonna fail,
please just kill me,
right freaking now.
maybe i'll get lucky,
maybe i'll do fine,
if the teacher throws a curve,
or maybe if he's blind.
I'm screwed.
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Words for the Contradictions
Şiir"Here's to all the living, breathing contradictions trying to fit into a world that hates them affectionately and loves them indifferently."~unknown
