I get really tempted to say a certain word that rhymes with schmidt.
I crave coffee. I don't know how that's possible because I've never even had it.
And I kinda just wanna make out with twenty-seven strangers and call it good.
I got tired of being the good girl. But someone once told me, the only road to happiness is goodness.
And I'd have to agree with that.
Just gotta keep fighting, eh?
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