I fear
not what is to come, but
what I leave behind.
“How’s college?” I’ll surely be asked.
My dreaded reply:
“Can’t wait to go back.”
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 7:31 PM UTC
I fear
not what is to come, but
what I leave behind.
“How’s college?” I’ll surely be asked.
My dreaded reply:
“Can’t wait to go back.”
Originally written May 7, 2015
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