Fuck it. Fuck me. Fuck you.

I am so fucking stressed out it's not even funny.
Like, seriously. I had a break down in the middle of Literature today. I could hardly get out of the room fast enough. I can't take all this pressure. I just can't. I don't want to do this anymore. I want out. I want to get out of this freaking place. I just can't do it. I need an out. I need a way to just fuck this all off. I need to run away. I'll do this later. I just can't right now. I really can't. I am so fucked. I am screwed. Fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck this. I'm not coming back.