i've got no one left to mourn for me...

imagine waking up after dreaming you got a 1530 on the SAT's and realizing, oh no oops that was fake. i have impossibly thick books that claim to make me more comfortable with testing and raise my score by at least a hundred points and make my hair bouncier and my smile perkier and my life more fulfilled and my purpose oh so clear! i got above 1100 the last time but improving would be the bee's knees

am i the only person who thinks the rhythmic sound of a subway train passing over the tracks is phenomenal?

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