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CZT
More than anything else.
For all the lost words trapped between my teeth and underneath my tongue

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10:42 pm
20101112



I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

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Oh god, i shld stop acting like A's is over when in fact im left w 5 more papers spread out within 2 wks.
Yes pls compare this w 8 papers spaced out in just this wk alone. Im not even kidding when i say Cambridge is out to kill.
My friend said this: "Someone's gna go Cambridge and burn it down one day." Making or breaking one's future do set you out for such risks ~unfortunately~
But please dont ask me abt mine. I dont even wanna think abt how many As or Bs or Cs (anymore lower i'd kill myself) i'd get.
I just wanna wait for the time to come and start worrying. Prolly th day before i would have alrdy pulled my hair out, either that or my stomach would overturn itself and i'll die a death that was never known before and doctors can contribute the new found knowledge to science!
Sometimes my creative imagination can be put to better uses.

Have i mentioned how i miss the boy above sooo much? I havent even seen how he look with his new haircut cept for the picture he sent unwillingly to me before book-in day. Guess we're both depending on the calls and messages to tide each other through this period. And ive to thank the gods for having sucha bf who would risk anything to find time and chance to call me ♡

I SRSLY HAVE TO GET GOING especially after chem p3 was sucha beetch.


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