"One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life."
Saturday, 17 November 2012
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I wish I could speak French incidentally I'm learning but ugh I wish I had more time to learn it in, unfortunately the IB leaves little room for even sleep, as I find myself going to bed at 3AM with shakey hands and blue lips.
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