Pulled Apart

Two last tests.
Come on, people, come on.
My A-Maths is severely dying, it's taking the plunge.
Rah, how? How how how? So horrible.

Feel like I'm being squashed, yet sooooooo pulled apart. Like trying to stretch a not-very-elastic band. Feel like someone is constantly applying pressure on my chest, pushing down physically. Feel like a metal cage just dropped on top of me in the middle of a forest.

As for the others,....
It's over, don't think about it anymore, kay?
Come on, guys. We are 29 strong in 3 Purity, we will be 29 strong when we graduated in 2010 as 4 Purity. Together forever.
Please, Lord? Pretty please with cherries on top?

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