Bad Things

Today is Thursday, September 25, and the time is currently 1:02pm.

I'm skipping my fifth period math class due to my teacher being too stressful for me to handle.

I'm okay though, because I can hear the choir students downstairs singing like a billion lonely angels.

The sound is smooth and comforting, and I feel a lot happier.

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