Days of The Week
Monday, it all starts again.
Tuesday, you’re already in so keep going.
Wednesday, your halfway there.
Thursday, I could have sworn it was Friday.
Friday, freedom!
Saturday, oh wait now I have to do errands.
Sunday, finally, me time… What? No! I'm not ready for Monday!
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I'm a teen who's a little late to the maturity game. I have a condition called trichotillomania- a disorder that involves recurrent, irresistible urges to pull out one's own body hair (source: Mayo Clinic). I love anime, books, writing, art, and poetry.
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