The sound of boiling water

I’m flushed. Just 30 minutes ago I ran out of my house because I couldn’t take it anymore. Three consecutive days of writing notes, uncontactability and a sedentary lifestyle has driven me to the point of insanity.

I just came up with 20 paragraphs worth of ranting but I decided it was best that I compose myself and prevent teen angst from taking over my life. Though I need to make mention that I am really wishing things were different. MONK, I’ve tried. Can’t do this without you. Save me?

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2 comments
  1. MONK said:

    sweetheart don’t stress I AM HEREEEEE

  2. Gawaine said:

    Haha. . . It’ll be over soon. . .

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