IB is honestly killing me.
Literally.
I'm sick. And it's the worst feeling. And sleeping late to finish all the damn IB work is really not helping my condition. Honest to gosh, IB will be the death of me. I will die of exhaustion, pneumonia, over heating, etc. but IB will be the root cause and my parents will sue. And IB will be gone forever. And I will be happy and dead in heaven. The end.
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