can i whine?
i feel like i'm tumbling down the rabbit hole in Alice in Wonderland, with my head and body bumping against the walls of the tunnel. and if i recall correctly, it was a spiral tunnel; long and windy, right? i probably went through it ten times cause i'm so dizzy i had to backspace at least 30 times to type till here.

so tell me, how to write essays in this state, huh?
you are still my love, my life, my organs even if i don't turn up tomorrow.