I'm so ready to run away to San Francisco.
Spend my days learning about new things,
Making new friends,
Living a better, college-esque life.
With my best friend.
Everything is gonna be beautiful.
I really find myself despising this house more and more as the time presses forward.
Uno ano mas,
And then I'll be free.
I won't miss a ******** thing.
I always do this,
when I know I'm leaving
I let go of everything
Maybe that's why I let go of all of them.
Who cares.
:3 I have great friends.
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Missa Defunctorum
praise the lost souls, it'll set yours free
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