I don't even know how many of you know I'm still here at this point but whatever. :/
I'm on Tumblr every day, so.
Heh.
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Uhm.
What to write, what to write.
Huh.
School is kicking my ass. (More like I'm kicking my own ass from procrastinating so much.)
Tomorrow marks one month before the very last day.
Don't know if I can fix everything or not. Most likely not.
I'm stuttering a lot more than I used to and I believe I've started hallucinating.
Hmm. Hmm.
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I don't remember the last time I wrote prose.
I need to jump back on my writing blog and write.
I'm considering rewriting some of my old fics.
[Not the mpreg ones or the TroHurley. I fucking hate those.]
Probably the Fray ones. Most likely the Fray ones.
Those are the ones I can actually read without wanting to gouge my eyes out.
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The number that constantly pops into my head is 17.
I don't definitely know why, but I can wax philosophical about it.
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I'm officially less than 6 months away from no longer being a teen.
I was terrified of turning 18 and 19.
Currently terrified of turning 20 and REALLY terrified of turning 21.
22 won't be so bad since 2 is my favorite number.
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Pretty. Odd. is pretty awesome.
I'm finally listening to it.
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Since I'm rambling, I'll go now.

Paix, amour, et la Santé Mentale
-Mel