fuck

so, i have a research paper to write, but of course my word trial is up. my paper is due today but i ditched, and im not sure i can ditch again friday.
shit, fuck
i have the worst luck

Across from me
there you are
stare into my soul
take me away

let me be free
cleanse the scar
take control
tell me what to say

make me see
take me to a star
show me a wormhole
tell me it is okay

when it's all said and done
tell me it has just begun
make promises to be broken
let's ditch romance to go smokin'