WANTED: A GATEWAY CAR

Currently in my Swiftie era(I don't plan to go back, ever).

If you still don't get it, I'm out of content. That's why I'm writing(these).

I have three college interviews tomorrow, oh and I got into Manipal university(totally different case).

But as I have been mentioning in the past few blogs, I WANNA GO BACK!!! SOMEBODY TAKE ME BACK.

We had visitors today, they reached at sometime during the day(utter crap). Hell it was so boring. I spoke no word to the kid, I feel awful(partially his fault). They went for a nice drive and to eat lunch and supper whilst I ate the leftovers(only because I told them I had to study-guess what, I didn't). This might be the first time I rejected a beach visit.

Also thank you so much-you anonymous(uh-uh) swiftie! I'm not planning on killing myself or anything. Let's be honest, we both know that I don't have the guts to do that. Stay still, don't allow anyone to take your shits like they did mine.

Ps, it's like day eight or something, I'm not even sure what month it is actually. I'm foreign to everything here even though I've been here before. I almost broke a glass today, slipped twice in an hour, almost fainted. I have been getting nightmares for the past four days. I don't know what suddenly changed. The last nightmare I had about 'it' was like a year ago or something.

2022 was hella bad, damn!

This is not something I'm looking forward to do. This is not something that's gonna make me drink myself(I've no idea what I just said).
This is such a bloody hell. I just wanna go home and cuddle myself to sleep.

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