011: In which Mary is too enthusiastic
on January 25, 2017
at 01:23
Writing this from the first day of school, which was on Monday. I already want to die.
My ex is in three of my classes. I wonder if we’ll talk for the first time in 6 months.
I identify too much with Hugh here. I feel like this is a situation that would happen to me too easily, and all I’d have is the blank stare.