Forgiveness, I guess, if it comes after 24 consecutive hours of swearing under my breath while taking the PSATs (aka money), and if it comes under a very dim Orion's belt and a very unapparent Big Dipper, and if its after a relieving playing of Gangnam Style, Your Love is My Drug, and Good Night (we don't even have to try. those are the lyrics.. right), and if its after the first time I actually enjoyed a dance, then I guess it could be biased.
Holy goodness I might not throw up.
Oh just kidding check this homework. 2 Bs and a C+.
Its been a very hot and cold day. The sky was beautiful from beginning to end, which I wish I could say for awkwardness, but that was amended quickly with a couple fists of anger and California Girls.
Tired but happy. Briefly.
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