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[cimorene]

my sleeping habits are too, too weird. and i have to write this goddamned essay today. this teacher fell in love with my first one. there seems virtually no chance she won't find the second disappointing. also, i still owe you an apology whether you want one or not, but i'm still not quite capable of coherence.

i don't like temptingly beautiful days.

the essay cannot be written outside.