no enrollment. no school. nothing. only a bunch of shit piled ready for us to eat. i’m tired of being cool. i’m tired of being restrained. i’m tired of being calm thinking, hoping, praying that everything is going to be alright.

whatever happened happened and wouldn’t have happened another way, morpheus said. right though he may be, i feel fear and fear undaunted and expected. i stop.

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