My cherry-printed dreams

I'm so very sorry, my dearest world. It seems that I can't think of anything but printed clothing. I feel bad, world, I used to have so much to say.

It's been a long day, a very long day. Handing in essays to what it seems like everyone, getting graded, getting judged. Stupid ivory-people, stupid thunder-Thor, stupid paper-stabbing companies.

How can I catch up when I don't want to?

oxo.
Dollythe the doll.

Graduation-cap - CHECK !