Mom tried to nag me over scholarship deadlines today. I finally got to tell her that, compared to the financial aid I'll probably lose from their missing the one deadline I asked them to meet, the couple thousand bucks I might make in scholarship money is peanuts. I am so stressed with life, and I don't see what to do. I just want it to all be over, and for it to be summer time. I just want to sleep, but there's no time. I love you. Skiing would be nice. My head hurts...
I am beginning
to lose fancy for haiku
the snow melts softly
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The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.
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