fights are getting hostile. I need to learn how not to be sarcastic and be supportive instead. Because I am becoming so uncaring that I spite people with my malicious tongue. hold back, ana. gotta stay at home for a while to read a book all about boys. i have never been the first one to apologise. why?

I fucking hate my pms-y class tutor. omg a pmsing male is scarier and more hateful than a female one. I have to harm my eyes seeing him 4 times a week! bloody fucking hell. I cannot believe I have to spend the rest of my semester following his make believe time table, have him screaming at us as though we're primary school kids, and seeing him jabbing his fat fingers into the boney shoulders of my favourite person across the room. ugh die! die!

I need to start studying for SATs.

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