foolish

Somehow I keep thinking that life's gonna get better. That I will be prettier, thinner, happier, nicer and in love. Somehow I keep thinking that something big awaits me even though my grades suck and I don't have all the money. Somehow I believe that I'll get a great life, a life out of the ordinary. I don't really know what it is that makes me believe that I of all people would succeed, but I do.

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