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when i drove home with my old teacher the other week he was like dude, i'll write a letter anywhere you need a rec, go to europe... thinking maybe if i ever pay off this stupid debt to just apply to foreign schools and finish my degree for free abroad. i'm half completely serious about it. wanna go to germany?
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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