- Mom: Hey call and tell them we're going to be late-
- Me: I am physically and emotionally not capable of doing that.
I hate walking into a new classroom and picking a seat on the first day. It’s like deciding your fate.
My fashion sense is called I woke up five minutes ago. I’m running late, these jeans were on my floor, I didn’t brush my hair, my eyeliner is from yesterday, and it’s too early for this shit.
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