dear reindeer,
i'm afraid i can't go see you tomorrow. there's 3 exams coming up next week.
hopefully i'll get to see you next year.
+listening to: nothing
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BUILDING A FAKE FUTURE, IN HOPES THAT THE REAL FUTURE WILL SHOW UP TO MATE WITH IT
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
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