It seems like every move I make digs me deeper into this well of idiocy I have created for myself.
Okay, three hours, one nap, and one conversation with Christian later, and I'm feeling much better. Really, how terrible is this? The only really bad part of this is the part where my parents find out. Which of course, has to happen eventually. Soon.
But for now, I'm pretty sure everything will be fine.
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