It starts tomorrow. I’m freaking out. Don’t tell me it’s going to be okay.
Arbitrary Concerns I Have:
The food won’t be good. And contain things I don’t like, such as tomatoes.
The other girls will be lame.
No one will understand my sense of humor.
I won’t make friends.
I’ll confuse the doctors with how contradictory I am.
Things I’ll Miss Doing On A Daily Basis:
Randomly speaking in a British accent.
Touching boobs.
Racist jokes.
Lesbian sexual innuendos.
Major Concerns I Have:
They won’t be able to fix me.
They will be able to fix me.
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rosesandnightmares said:
I love you.
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sunthoshi said:
I love you. I am here if you need to talk about anything. Best of luck tomorrow darling. I’ll be mentally rooting you on. And we best be hangin’ out on the weekends gurl. :)))<3
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