It was the day after the Paris bombings, or at least, I think it was. I wouldnâ€™t remember much of it anyway; I was so disillusioned by the fact that I just got a B on my Honors Pre-Calc test that I didnâ€™t give a damn about anything else. It was January, no February, I donâ€™t know actually. I just remembered that I thought my life was falling apart all around me, and I couldnâ€™t do a damn thing about it.
|Wax by Eric Z.|