I love buttercups. They're a testament to summertime.
I cannot wait...
17 days in which to finish my Stat final.
17 days left of chem review.
17 days until sleeping longer, until a job at Marich Music, until a 17-year-old version of freedom.
It's too hot...
Random song quote: "I'll dye my petticoats; I'll dye them red. Around the world I'll beg my bread."
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Shadowmaster
