Until I leave CSU Fullerton forever. I thought I’d be more emotional-start to miss some of the people or something. But right now, I’m really just anxious to get the fuck out and start all over again. This place has caused me so much fucking confusion, hatred, annoyance, bitterness, and sadness. Although I didn’t have a horrible year, it hasn’t been a good one either. I know I don’t belong here and so far have no regrets about leaving.
Inspired by a true story.
I'm a 19 year old student.
I like to think of myself as a song and dance man.
I take myself incredibly seriously.
I hope to become an adult one day.
Enjoy my tumblr.
The Hollow Horn
I like to think of myself as a song and dance man.
I take myself incredibly seriously.
I hope to become an adult one day.
Enjoy my tumblr.
The Hollow Horn
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