bachira's mother fan

I'll post the other stories in this account because I TOTALLY FORGOT WHAT MY PASSWORD IS

Actually the thing I want to say can't be counted in a thousand. I have a looooottt of things that I want to tell you, but hesitations keep blocking me. I can't say I don't miss "us" because everything around me keeps reminding me about you and me before, even music doesn't help but anyways, like what you've said, if we're meant to be, then fate and destiny will find and lead us. Thank you for giving me the book of my favorite story and for giving me that jacket to somehow accompany me, but I won't wear that jacket ever again HAHAHAHHAHAHA. It reminds me everything about you. It was nice meeting you Mr. Sleepyhead.

I feel tired, my chest hurts, never felt that carrying a group would be too had and heavy

What are we? Some kind of inhumane students? Bruh I really want to file a complain but I'm afraid my grades would go down

Who tf would be able to defend 10 research titles? Like bro wtf