This week I have been rethinking everything, and it sucks. I hate where I am right now. In a big, fat rut. People shouldn't have ruts when they're twenty-one years old. Just sayin'. Downer much?
When I was in the third grade I became a clean desk fanatic. The entire contents of my desk consisted of one pencil and my eraser collection of 108 erasers.
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