Dear...whomever...

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Ahhhh
You always know it's a good day when you wake up late, get to school, realize you left your library books at home, get made fun of—again, nearly get in trouble with your teacher because you lent your headphones to your sister-er...brother I mean..., your girlfriend loses her phone, you find it, bring it to her house and you find her crying, talk to her for a little bit, walk home, find out your brother is fighting with his boyfriend, find him crying, then see him playing with a knife, practicing cutting himself. Boy, today has been a great day.