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I have started talking to myself... a lot. Again. I'm trying to curb it. Also, I'm scared of the mail man. It's just like when I was getting my exam result back.
I have nothing good to say, but I hope that something amazing happens tomorrow.
I have nothing good to say, but I hope that something amazing happens tomorrow.
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