thingsIwouldn'tsay
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You're dedicated to the whim of your success. If I could be you for a day, I'd tremble to the ectasy of being head first towards the era of the young but you drown in an emotional defeat. Burying yourself in the mist of have-nots.
Life is hard already
You make it hard for a girl to pass
Sometimes I just want to tell you "Fuck this class."
Yes, the F-bomb has definitely been dropped
This subject, I love . . . but you teaching it . . . not so much.
Why should I have to constantly hear about your family issues? I now know more than
