I’ve got a problem with numbers, dates.
When will I stop screwing up the more important things in life? Its like getting on the WRONG PLANE because you bought the WRONG TICKET.
It reminds me of Drake and Josh Go Hollywood. Wouldn’t really mind if I was kept hostage, spent a month in LA and everyone lives happily ever after at the end. I’d trade for an adventure.
But no, I should at least be concerned that I got on the wrong plane. who wouldn’t right.
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you have time post-spm. hahaha