this is so hard, and august is almost over. i keep getting sign after sign, and i know you have to be getting them too. i've got much to say and it is all well overdue. school is devistating, sucking the life right after me. i can never seem to wake up until it is time for me to go to bed. i have no desire to apply myself. i am so sick of this sick feeling in my stomach. i find you in everysong i hear, every sentence i mutter, every thought that runs by me. i need this to go by fast, while others need it to drag out as slow as possible. i need a deep breath, a breath of fresh air. can you please come hold my hand? i know this is going to be okay.
-i have so much i need to say but i'm afraid i just can't right now.
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