Summer classes. Late night dismissals. Dead guitars.
It's all too heartbreaking, especially the part where your own guitar gives up on you. =(( Is the universe trying to tell me that I'm chasing a Bugatti on foot? :/
This is the part where I start to ask myself if the detour I want to take is the road to personal fulfillment or a shortcut to the edge of the cliff. :|
I really should start studying for my Chem lab depex.
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