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Lying on the floor, thinking about the future, and not only mine. Are we getting somewhere? Do you really think this is a good idea? I used to have everything under my control, well you may say I’m a controller... eh yes, I am.
I like to have everything under my control, if it is not, I become anxious. So that’s why at the end of this semester I’m behaving like this. I don’t want to go home, I don’t want to become the looser of the neighborhood, no.
The first two questions, were for you, 17 y/o Elizabeth.
Tomorrow is the day.
Tomorrow will be the moment when I will realize, how fucked I’m.














