And it's all over.
It's over for 4 months.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I DO NOT WANT TO BE ON SALT SPRING FUCK IT FUCK IT.
I WANT TO BE IN VICTORIA
I want to play poker till 3am before class.
I want to drink rye and rum on the walk home.
I want to blaze on playgrounds.
I want to hang out.
With people.
Who understand the differences between gouache and acrylic.
Who can tell you what Cubism did for Futurism.
And why we're all just students.
I miss this fucking shit.
It's over for 4 months.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I DO NOT WANT TO BE ON SALT SPRING FUCK IT FUCK IT.
I WANT TO BE IN VICTORIA
I want to play poker till 3am before class.
I want to drink rye and rum on the walk home.
I want to blaze on playgrounds.
I want to hang out.
With people.
Who understand the differences between gouache and acrylic.
Who can tell you what Cubism did for Futurism.
And why we're all just students.
I miss this fucking shit.
at least you and i might run into each other more!
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