You are not what you seem
You are a mystery to me
Sometimes I just wanna scream

I think you should just go away cause
There’s no necessity for you to stay and
Next time you come around my way
Forget it baby you’re not coming in

A heart made for a lot of sorrow
No you can’t come back tomorrow
Shut my windows, lock my doors
Cause my heart won’t be your rag doll anymore
- Rag Doll/ Kris Moyse (original: Maroon 5)

I’ve developed a routine. Wake up 45 mins before I have to leave for school. Drink a can of iced mocha to stay awake in the bus. SCHOOLSCHOOLSCHOOL. HOMEHOMEHOME. INTERNET. SLEEP. RINSE&REPEAT.

This saddens me so :/

Now I’m off to start on my paper for that craptastic world issues class. So far, I’m calling it SOCIAL STRATIFICATION: POVERTY IN OLIGARCHIC SAUDI ARABIA. I like long winded titles with 4 & 5 syllable words in them. Makes me seem smart. Which you know, I’m not, really. I’m just good at bullshitting.

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byebyebye.