"Wake me up... when September ends"

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I am probably the most depressed person right now so I'm sorry if this post is kinda dull because I'm not in the vibe to put embellishments in this post as of the moment. 

This week was hell week. I swear. No week had ever been this hellish. Especially now that I am on the process of writing our research paper and it sure as hell sucks. Add up to that the fact that the deadline is on Monday. And f*ck f*ck. This type of thing makes me want to just disappear in the world and appear right back after all this will pass. 

So yeah guys. I'm depressed. I want to cry but I can't. Gosh. I will never stop praying that this month would end already. I just wish that I could travel through time and skip this month as soon as possible. ASAP!

I'm not sure of what I'm going to do to get over this already. I'm not sure of what I'm going to do to survive this hell but one thing's for sure. SEPTEMBER is FCKED UP.

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