but now that I know that's not what I need at all; it's not like what happened before when we said goodbye with words, only words

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i fell asleep at 530 in the morning last night/this morning. then i woke up in time for school, but more from a dream and less from my mother yelling at me to wake up. i dreamed weird, pleasant things; the kind of reverie that you earnestly wish you could remember, yet you can't becuase something else is in the forefront of your mind, something you can't decipher or tolerate at that exact moment because you're still thinking about that dream.
everyday starts like this.





small hopes:
-good scores on ap tests
-monster madness with lily (and windward people?)
-improve sat score
-lost 20 lbs by the end of summer

big hopes... still working on them.







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