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I don’t have work I don’t have school I have no books to check in or out Yet still, you get to sit around Look at me, my swollen black circles under my lifeless eyes I’m so tired I see the shy little nerd stacking books again “Yeah.”(chuckle) She’s my kryptonite now Who knew leather books could be so comfy to lay one’s head?
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Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
Little girl don’t be me:
I don’t have work I don’t have school I have no books to check in or out Yet still, you get to sit around Look at me, my swollen black circles under my lifeless eyes I’m so tired I see the shy little nerd stacking books again “Yeah.”(chuckle) She’s my kryptonite now Who knew leather books could be so comfy to lay one’s head?
It’s not cool being awake for over 24 hours driving through the day with coffee. You feel jaded but not in a good way
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Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
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