Everyone in my friend group has internships. I don't. I'm happy for them. I'm also quietly freaking the fuck out. Both can exist at the same time.
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Everyone in my friend group has internships. I don't. I'm happy for them. I'm also quietly freaking the fuck out. Both can exist at the same time.
I failed an exam I genuinely thought I did well on. Opened the result. Closed my laptop. Opened Swiggy. Some problems don't need solutions immediately.
I told my parents I got 82%. I got 62%. I don't know how long I can maintain this lie.
My roommate knows I'm sad. I know she knows. She hasn't asked. I haven't told her. We're both just pretending I'm studying.
I sometimes sit in the library even when I don't study. I just like being somewhere where everyone else is also pretending they have their life together.
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