I am gonna do something so horrible, so vile, so disgusting and inhumane that they'll only ever refer to it by the date it happened. I hate studying SO MUCH
Every time I get somewhere and think "yippee, I finished this topic!" there's another topic. There's always another topic. Does it ever end. Will this pain and suffering ever cease or will I hurt until my bones ache and my body decays into emptiness taken by the moss and dirt that surrounds me as maggots eat the flesh off my weary corpse? Will I ever find my way through this maze of math problems and chem questions and make it out to see the light of day once more before I forget what the sun looks like? Tell me there will be a time when I can rest again. Even if every word out of your lips is a deception, even if you have to lie to me to say it, just let me enjoy this simple comfort of thinking that perhaps there is hope yet.
SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE