We Haven't Met Yet

My stomach hurts from eating so much so fast.
My left leg is sprained from splits.
My cerebral hurts from stress.
There's no time to complain right now, not now. No time.

I need to move faster and pick up my pace
I'm
slacking
and this
sucks.

I've decided to be the good person this time
the BIGGER person and not have to deal with all this shitty 'drama'
oh fuck high school, right?

3 days 3 days 3 days!
move itttttt